Getting ready.

Step 1: take a shower

You run the hot water, looking forward to a nice relaxing shower. Hopefully, it will help you process this mornings weirdness. Yes, that's it, what you need is some time to yourself. You aren't exactly going to be able to use the toilet for that, so the shower is the best place.

You stand under the hot water and sigh pleasurably as you lather up. You take all the time in the world as you have plenty. You begin to speculate on what would happen if you needed to go during your shower. You'd probably just have to go. Thinking about it, there were some people in your old reality who would have been OK with people peeing in the shower, but pooping was another matter.

You also realised you'd actually have to pee, probably a few times during your shower, thankfully you shouldn't need to poop, although you don't know that, still, it would be a couple of hours before you left, would you be able to just let go and poop.

And as if on cue you do need to pee, it takes a few seconds to get going, which makes you wonder how much longer it may take when you aren't alone. Still, peeing does seem oddly pleasurable.

You peed once more before finishing your shower. After a while you switch off the water and step out. You start drying your hair, then working your way down. by the time you get to your crotch you feel the need to pee. Your first thought is to remove the towel before peeing, but that would be holding. You decide that in this reality a normal woman may well have to deal with pissy towels. You continue to dry your crotch. It takes you so long to go though, that you have already started to dry your inner thigh before you can get going. You still manage to saturate your towel and leave a noticeable puddle on the floor. You realise the problem quickly.

"MUM!"

"YES HONEY!"

"COME HERE I NEED HELP!"

You hear your mother's footsteps approaching. Once she gets close enough, you unlock the door to let her in.

"What's the problem sweetheart?"

"Urm, is it normal for a woman to accidentally drench her towel, by peeing in it?"

"Well it happens sometimes. Ah! You've just done so. Well, it's good that you are going, anyway, next time, make sure to bring a spare towel in case."

"To be honest, I had some difficulty going, but kinda assumed, that most women would not have had time to remove the towel before going, so I kinda held it there before I went."

"Well, so long as you manage to go automatically by the end of the day. After all, you'll still need to go when you sleep. And you probably don't want to wake up."

"But what if it gets cold?"

"Your urine won't get cold in the amount of time it stays around. You should know this." Your mother frowned. so you decided to pretend it was just an impish joke. And smile.

"Anyway, I'll go get you a towel, just hang that one up, doesn't matter where, OK?" Mum continued

"Sure Mum."

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Step 2: Pick an outfit

In some ways this would be easier now that you didn't have to worry about matching top and bottom, in other ways it felt wrong.

You spend some time looking through your t shirts. you eventually settle on a blue one. you grab a bra to go with it and put them on. It's warm out, so you decide to stick to just a pair of sandals for footwear.

You slowly approach the door, nervous to be seen wearing so little, but stealing your nerves nonetheless. You feel the urge to pee, You are slow to open the door, due to nerves, and trying to pee. You start going just as the door starts to open. You spot your mother just leaving her room.

"Looking good honey! And well done for peeing." She approaches you for a hug. Once she hugs you, you notice that some of your pee is getting on her leg. You conclude that this is probably not a big deal or else your mother would be leaning away. You then feel her start to pee, but say nothing.

Step 3: Hair and makeup

You do your makeup in the bathroom, you figure that being near a toilet might make it easier to pee. You start with foundation, and then apply a few small touches of eye shadow, mascara, and lipstick.

You start brushing your hair. You want to look as presentable as possible for your eighteenth birthday, so you spend extra time making sure it's perfect. This means getting way to frustrated about individual strands of hair that insist on sticking out. During this time you feel the slightest urge to pee, and somehow manage to start going, not a second later. you feel strangely proud of yourself, then embarrassed.

Once you have finished tying back your hair, you go downstairs to see your mother. You see her in the living room, on the couch sitting on another pile of poo. You tell her about about how quickly you managed to pee last time and she beams with pride for you. You then start a small conversation to kill time.

"So what are you watching then?"

"I don't know, it's a surprise."

"Oh! OK. Looking forward to your party?"

"Yup"

"And how do you feel you are adjusting to womanhood?"

"Easier than I expected."

"Good good."