Does Lorelei find relief?

No, she leaks on the ground

Lorelei desperately looks around for someone to help her with her dire situation, but finds no willing bystanders. The small crowd that is still watching the scene glances away to avoid meeting Lorelei's gaze. You watch with intrigue as Lorelei gasps and a trickle of pee begins to drip down her legs. Unable to stop the flow, the student is soon lewdly spraying piss onto the walkway, much to the shock of the crowd.

Lorelei's face glows beet-red as she continues to relieve herself in front of everyone. When the flow finally stops, she looks over at you, obviously expecting some sort of disciplinary action. Quickly having an idea for an appropriate punishment, you approach the naked student.

"That was very disrespectful to the campus and to the people gathered here," you say, in a disappointing tone. "I expect you to clean up the mess you've made. Since you don't have any towels, you can use your tongue to do it."

The crowds gasps in surprise at the command, waiting to see what Lorelei would do. She stares at you for a moment before realizing that you're being serious. She awkwardly gets to her knees, which is difficult in the impractical ballet boots, and crawls to the puddle of piss that had just come out of her peehole.

Taking a breath for confidence, Lorelei leans down and takes a large lap of the yellow liquid. Lorelei wasn't new to drinking piss. Obviously she had just helped her fellow students relieve themselves. This pee, however, is now mixed with the dirt and grime from the pavement. Still, she continues her task, licking up every drop of pee until the ground is once again clean.

"Very good," you say, nodding in approval. "You may go now."

"Thank you, Professor," she relies. She bows before hurrying away as fast as she can on her ballet boots.