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For me, pissing into the container is not a problem. Maybe because it can be done at home and the sample is brought to the laboratory. I always keep the container in my purse and the people in the waiting room don't see it. There are other people's pee in the lab, but it is not known which pee is whose. It is a bit more difficult in the hospital, because peeing is not going to happen, only the nurse comes to the ward to get it. Fortunately, I didn't have any medical conditions that would make it difficult for me to pee. Peeing into a container is not exciting for me, but I enjoy watching other women pee in the containers.
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14 hours ago, Malika said:
I don't know, I should try. It is not easy to find them in the city. If I will have chance I will try and I will tell you.
It may sound strange, but I would be very happy if you did. I feel you are a person who understands me. Have you read my posts on other topics?
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23 hours ago, radu said:
Malika agrees with you, but I don't. Your pee is more like mine than hers. You had to pee on a small plant four times to wilt it, and Malika pee on a large plant only once and the plant dies. Which does not change the fact that I really like your posts and photos. You pee very nicely, but your urine seems to be healthy for plants.
In my childhood, when I was humiliated by someone, or I felt that I had lost in pissing with another girl in the next booth at school, then I pissed on plants near my house and wanted them to wither (this is how I reacted). Usually it was nettles or grass. These plants, however, never withered, and often grew even better. Back then, my pee was very tender and light in color, almost like water. Now that the nettle has dried after four pisses, my pee now feels like it's very toxic.
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5 hours ago, Malika said:
Thank you for appreciating my stories and for following me for so long time. This time the situation was so easy to describe that my usual sketch was not needed and I was inspired instead to take a picture. I have had the chance to drive a couple of times more on the same street and I was curious to see this plant again, so I am sorry to disappoint you, but my pee affected the plant the opposite of what you said. The plant is unfortunately withered.
This confirms the text I wrote earlier that your pee is as toxic as mine. I once posted a photo of nettles which I pissed twice and dark spots started to appear on them. Then I did the test and pissed on them twice more. After a total of four pisses, one of the nettles had dried completely, and several others had dark spots on the edges of the leaves. I think we are similar to each other.
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On 8/26/2022 at 4:07 PM, Malika said:
Thank you for involving me (and my specific experiences I wrote).
First I give you a quick answer. In my case, among the 4 choices you reported above, the 90% of the times I pee on a plant/flower it enters in the following:
- You simply have to pee and you don't care. You just want to reduce spray and backsplash and maybe not leave an obvious puddle.
This is what moves me normally to pee on a plant. Sometimes I did it on revenge, as I reported in my story.
For my personal experience about the effect of the pee on the plants, I can tell you that they die. Or at least it is what happens with my pee. I am not a doctor or a scientist, so I don't know if all the people have the same pee and so if it could react different from different people, but I can assure you that my pee is basically poisonous for the plant, so I would never pee on them if my scope is to fertilize or revive them. If I pee on them they wither.
I can see your pee is similar to mine. I recently published photos of plants that I peed 2 times. Black spots began to appear on their leaves. I think if I pissed them twice more, they would be completely withered.
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This is a short story from yesterday. I was at the beach by the lake when I wanted to pee. I know there are no contraindications for peeing in the water, but I go to the toilet to listen to other people's pissing. While I was in the cabin, someone entered the adjoining cabin. I didn't know if it was a woman or a man because the toilet was unisex. After a while I heard someone peeing very hard. You could hear the stream hitting the water and it took quite a long time. When I heard that the door in the neighboring cabin opened, I also stepped out of mine to see this person. It turned out to be a very short, slender woman. It surprised me a bit, although I know from experience that small people can also pee long and hard.
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Thank you. You are very nice. I also read your entries and look at your photos. I am impressed with your standing pissing skills. I can't do that.
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What is beautiful about this forum is that we come from all walks of life and we can exchange our thoughts on pissing habits. In my environment, women are more ashamed of pissing in public, but they talk about pissing, also in front of men. I remember when on school trips the coach stopped in the woods and the boys were going to pee on one side of the road, and the girls on the other. We all pissed outdoors. No one in our place teaches anyone that you only pee in the toilet. Sometimes with a vagina it's easier to find a place to pee because you can hide behind a bush or behind a car. Plus, if I'm caught pissing, I can pretend to tie my shoelace or look for something in the grass. When a man peeing, he is clearly visible and no one doubts what he is doing.
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On 7/29/2022 at 2:29 PM, Sexismygod said:Very interesting story. I'm curious about one aspect, if you're willing, and that's how this memory became associated with both pee and sexuality. It could so easily have turned into a very negative encounter that might have resulted in similarly negative thoughts about peeing.
One early point of my own fetish journey was seeing my female cousin go to pee behind a tree whilst playing outdoors (we were. I don't think my brain ever stopped wondering what happened behind the tree and it got wrapped up in my sexual identity. Being a boy, this experience defined another part of the mystery and allure of girls. Have you ever thought about how or why your experience shifted from a strange encounter to being part of your own sexuality?
I see that there are more people here whose interest in pissing started in childhood, I think that's when we experience everything more strongly and that is why it leaves a mark on us. At first, other people's pissing was bad for me, and it reminded me of an unpleasant first-class incident. When someone hurt me, I imagined that I was a giantess, I pissed at him in a large stream from above and masturbated. As I started puberty (around age 11), the pissing started to turn me on. I liked to listen and watch someone pee hard. They were usually women, because men didn't piss in front of me. When I saw a peeing man, he was usually drunk and did not evoke good associations in me. I like strong, healthy and elegant men, that's why I prefer pissing women, although I prefer sex with a man 😉
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35 minutes ago, peefan1000 said:
Have you peed alongside anyone since then? Or had similar experience.
I have had many such situations and they were nicer than the one I described. I will try to share them.
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5 minutes ago, Sexismygod said:
Some of the funniest writing I've ever seen was produced by translators. And finding a translator that can handle sex/fetish jargon must be even more interesting. They've gotten better, but they're no more perfect than actual humans.
But it's all good ... I'm sure any occasional misunderstanding can be quickly rectified. 😎
It's not bad so far. I was surprised by my popularity.
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3 hours ago, peefan1000 said:
Almost seemed like she was challenging you. Honestly maybe she shared the fetish as well.
Maybe she already had such a fetish then, but mine didn't show up until a few years later. It was a dramatic experience for me at that time. There was no point in challenging me then. She was twice my size and my bladder was probably twice as big. Back then, her pissing felt very strong to me, but that's because I was very little. Today, maybe I would consider she peeing like the average adult woman. Now this situation is exciting for me and I would love to pee along with her.
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3 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:
Thank you for having the confidence to share with us - you are in a safe place to share, and we understand that part of the memory may still be painful for you.
We are a very caring group. Nobody here will laugh, and in fact we are very pleased that the memory has turned out the way it did. Otherwise we would not have met you.
And you have lovely toes too.
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12 minutes ago, peefan1000 said:
Hi Keri. Great story. sounds like she wanted to demonstrate her bladder capacity to you.
Rather, she could not demonstrate the full bladder capacity because she could not prepare herself. She certainly didn't have a full bladder, because she wouldn't be looking in the mirror, she just walked into the cabin.
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Let me start with the story that started my fetish. Even though it was a long time ago, I remembered it well because it made a great impression on me. It was still at the beginning of primary school (7 years old). In my school, younger children entered through a different entrance than the older ones and had separate toilets, but it was possible to walk from one part to the other inside the building. One day I wanted to pee a lot, and there was a line to the women's toilet (in my childhood I couldn't hold back peeing for a long time), and I wouldn't have entered the men's room. So I ran quickly to the older girls' toilet. There was no line in their toilet, but one of the girls, probably from the oldest class (she was very tall), looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at me and said that this is not a toilet for little girls, but for ladies. I replied (dancing the pee dance) that I wanted to pee badly and ours was busy and went to the first available booth. Before I sat down, she entered the adjoining cubicle. I started to pee quickly, and when I was finished, I heard a voice above me:
-You wanted to pee so badly, and you finished it so quickly?
I got so scared that I screamed. It turned out that the older girl stood on the toilet and watched me from above over the partition between the cabins. She didn't get over my squeal, but she stopped peeking at me and sat down on her toilet and continued talking.
-I heard very little you pissing. You didn't have to come here at all. You probably wanted to show off to your friends that you would use the older girls' toilet.
I was sitting on my toilet and I didn't even get up to wipe myself because I was afraid he would start peeping at me again. Then she started to pee. Its stream was very strong and it hit the water surface. For a moment, I even wondered if it was a peeing sound, because it was very loud, but I could also hear a hiss (I pissed without hissing in that period of my life). I've never heard of a piss like this before. I didn't time how long she pissed, but I thought it was a very long time, because my pissing at that time probably never lasted longer than 10 seconds. When she finished she said:
-Why are you not leaving yet? Did you want to hear a peeing lady? and she laughed.
I left the cabin in line with her, but then she didn't say anything to me anymore, just sneered at me. I was scared and ran away quickly. I felt humiliated. Not only did I look like a liar, but I also felt very small and weak. I perceived this girl's strong pissing as a demonstration of her advantage over me.
That day, I didn't think about anything other than that pissing story. All the time I had in my ears the words of this girl and the sound of her pissing, and the expression on her face as she left the booth.
I saw this girl a few more times. She smiled and sometimes whispered something to her friends. I felt bad about it because I thought she had told them the story and they were laughing at me. When I became older, pissing was clearly associated with sex. I think that's how my fetish started.
I have not told this story to anyone, but here I am anonymous and I can confide in you. You only know my gender and age range. And what do my toes look like 😉
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12 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:
We are perhaps the most tolerant site you will find for any small errors in translation - after all we understand that many of our friends from all over the world do not speak English as their first language.
But your English is perfect. It is a pleasure to have you with us - a huge welcome and thank you for being brave enough to join.
Thank you for your kind welcome. I have read a lot of the posts in this forum and haven't really seen anyone laughing at the spelling. In fact, I am more concerned about being misunderstood. My English is only as good as the translator I use 😉
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I wanted to say hi to everyone. I am new here, although I have been reading various threads from this forum for a long time, but due to my shyness, I did not create an account. I am happy to share my experiences. Don't laugh when I make linguistic mistakes. I don't know English well - I use an interpreter.
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Pissing on Plants and Flowers
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During the winter, I peed on the grass near the house several times (we had almost no snow this winter). When the grass started growing in spring, I was very surprised. The grass was much higher where I peed. The grass further in the photo was not mowed, and the one closer was watered only in winter with my pee.