Lavatrian University: The PISS Course; Part 2

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With Vanessa gone and our toilets finished, I sat back at my desk to finishing editing the syllabus for this year's PISS course. Pushing up her black framed glasses, Emma laughed as she heard the wet slapping of my shoes on the carpet as I resumed my seat. Leaving me to my task she left the office to return Vanessa's chamber pot. Once finished I printed out the syllabus and gave it a look over for tomorrow's orientation. The syllabus was simple and out laid the course to have the students acclimated to Lavatria's culture. Broke down by week the syllabus read as follows:

Week 1 – No peeing in the toilets

Week 2 – Peeing in front of others

Week 3 – Students must go nude

Week 4 – Wetting

The course is designed to free the students' inhibition about urinating as well as nudity. The instructors are also expected to adhere to the schedule. After tomorrow the students will not be allowed to use the scant toilets in the facilities for peeing and dye will be added to the water to make sure no students are cheating.

My task completed I decided check on the students as the day ended. Exiting the main facility I walked towards the dorm building when something caught my eye on the far side of the building, towards the embassy walls. Quietly I peeked around the corner to see what was happening and spotted two of the new male students, Todd and Chet, with their cocks out busy pissing away on the wall of the dorms. It seems that some of the students already got the idea. I spotted a couple more fan shaped pee stains, tell tale signs that other male students had adopted this wall as their toilet. I wondered how the female students were doing, wondering if Vanessa shared how to use the chamber pots. Deciding to come back I left the boys to it as their streams started to dwindle and slowly trail between their feet.

Once inside I caught site of two of the girls, Kristen and Jessica rushing into the shower room, another communal affair. Standing by the entrance I over heard their conversation. “Quick, lets pee in here, we should be safe from being walked in on by the boys,” Kristen said, “I'm fine with a unisex bathroom but they should at least have stalls! Plus those toilets are weird, they're small and the front is open.”

“As long as your okay with peeing on the floor in here, wouldn't be the first time for me,” replied Jessica.

“Me neither,' Kristen giggled.

Suddenly I heard a soft patter as one of the girls started her pee, shortly followed by another. I imaged the two girls, skirts bunched up around their waists, exposing their creamy thighs as they pulled their panties to their knees in a squat above the shower floor. I wondered if either girl was spreading her lips baring her pink pussy to the other as she released her bladder onto the tile between them before the other started to add to the puddle. With the beautiful mental imagery in my mind I quickly left once I heard the streams dwindle. This left just one more student to check up on, Chet and Todd were the only guys this year so I headed towards the girls room on the third floor. I was using the fire stairs when I came upon a surprising sight! My last student, Lauren squatting with her legs wide open in the corner by the stairs, busily peeing all over the concrete floor! The brunette gasped as I entered the stairwell but made no effort to hide herself as her puddle crept its way towards me.

“Oh it's just you Professors Charlie! I hope you don't mind me peeing here. I've been interested in Lavatrian culture since I was a little girl but I wasn't sure how the other students would react to me pissing out in the open. I can't wait to be able to do this regularly, this feels fantastic, I've never peed in front of someone either.”

“Well, Lauren, it's always a delight to find out a student is a fan of our culture.” Seeing her go in front of me was making me a bit desperate. “Do you mind if I join you?”

“Oh no, go right a head, I've never seen a boy pee either,” she replied, slowing down her flow, she clearly wanted to savor this, causing a loud hissing.

Lauren's eyes widened as I unzipped my trousers and fished out my cock. Not bothering to pull back my foreskin I aimed at the stairs releasing the hold on my bladder. I sighed as my urine leaped out from my cock hitting the 6th stair. Lauren giggled as my pee started to flow down the steps, darkening each one as it made its way to her puddle below in a pale yellow waterfall. As I went I took care to stain as much of the step as possible, without splashing Lauren, joining in her laughter as I darkened the gray stairs.

Looking over Lauren's bladder was nearing empty as she lazily let the stream trace its way back to her crotch, let a last few forceful sputters splash in front of her, taking no haste to cover her pussy. It was then that I noticed that there were no panties in site as she let her lips drip dry as she watched me water the steps. Noticing my gaze she grinned, “It makes it easier to pee when I don't wear panties. I hardly do unless I want to wet myself.” Realizing she let that last line slip she briefly turned red.

“Don't worry, wetting is natural in Lavatria, I do it myself sometimes. The other professor, Emma? She's practically wet 24/7.”

“I think this is the best decision I ever made,” Lauren said, frowning as my stream was coming to an end, hungrily watching the last few drips roll out of my foreskin. Not worried with wiping the both of us righted our clothing. I savored the more than a few drops that were deposited in my boxers and I noticed a few gleaming droplets snaking down Lauren's inner thighs.

“Now starting tomorrow the students will be barred from peeing in the toilet and the course will begin. So you'll be able to go anywhere. Though I haven't seen a single student yet use the bathrooms.”

With our bladders empty we both stepped through my puddle and up the stairs, saying my good bye to Lauren as she entered the second floor. Now that I had seen to the students I kept climbing to the third floor, the teacher dormitory. On my way to the room I passed by an open door to the room of our administrator, Caitlin. Glancing in I was treated to a lovely view of the blonde standing and pissing right into her brown trousers. Noticing my gaze as the fabric of her trousers darkened with every second she smiled and exclaimed, “I've been holding this in all day, waiting to get away from the new students.” Her khakis glistened as her urine flowed from her between her lips, the fabric losing its battle against the warm liquid as it traced its way around her crotch, flowing up her butt before losing the fight against gravity. One of her legs was almost completely darkened as her loud hissing continued in controlled waves, glistening the stained fabric in bursts.

I left the woman to her toilet and made my way to my room to retire for the night.