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Chapter 3 by Zollypop Zollypop

So who are we, and where do we take our morning pee?

Perverted Interdimensional Traveler

In a random location in this perverse universe, a swirling green vortex of energy opens up as a gateway, and spews forth a young man unto the hard concrete below. The fissure in reality quickly dissipates, severing the link to whatever reality the man had come from. As he raised his glance, his eyes where assaulted by images from a society obsessed with pissing in the most outrageous of way. It appeared to be the early morning, and people could be seen pissing from every direction.

A woman could be seen with a heavy stream of urine running down her yoga pants as she completed her morning run, her sexy jiggling ass on full display as she ran past the traveler to her destination. The mailman could be seen wrapping his dick with the morning paper and soaking it with piss before leaving the household mail. Even a well to do family at the neighborhood pool could be seen spraying arching golden streams of piss into the pool, occasionally crossing streams and spraying each other with the warm liquid.

No matter where he looked, he saw the most perverse act of urination imaginable. Surprisingly, whereas any ordinary traveler would be disgusted at the scene before them, this particular traveler was twisted in just the right way to find this bizarre dimension beautiful in its own perverse way. Already he could feel his cock swelling with the urge to release his own warm streams, and everything he saw just pushed him closer and closer to the edge until he could no longer stand it. He pulled off his pants and underwear and walked along the street looking for the perfect place to piss in this bizarre reality.

Where should he piss?

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