University

As the bus finally arrives you hurry to get off the damp bus to make it to your first course in time. On your way in you keep admiring all the hot young bottomless girls that are all around. Passing the toilets you see they seem much smaller than you remember them. As nobody needs them for peeing, they need to have much less capacity. 'Another advantage of this parallel universe' you think, as you see the coffee-bar that is located right where the men’s restroom used to be.

In the lecture room you sit in the back row as usual, not thinking much about it. You regret your decision a little, as Ms. Cole, your dark haired biomechanics professor walks in. Of course the professor in her mid-30s is bottomless as everyone, exposing her shaven cunt and well-shaped ass to her students. You hardly manage to follow her course, as you are keep watching her pussy closely while she walks up and down in the front, just stopping to make a few sketches on the old chalk-board. After 10 minutes your patience gets rewarded. While explaining something about the human knee, Ms. Cole starts peeing right where she is staying. You see a thin, but surprisingly powerful spurt of golden piss erupting from her slit, forming a perfect arc onto the linoleum covered floor. The splashing of her piss is clearly audible, even back in the last row. Still speaking of the human knee, she continues pacing up and down in front of the students, not caring of the puddle she caused right. Her stream is just dying down slowly and as she turns around, a few splashes of her land on the scripts of some of the students sitting in the first row. Ms. Cole doesn't care about it, but continues explaining the remarkable abilities of the human knee, her piss now running down her inner thigh.

The lesson goes on, from time to time you hear the soft hissing of piss running out of a penis or a girl’s pussy, the dripping or splashing of liquid hitting the floor, or one of the wooden seats and from now to then a sight or little moan of relief as a bladder relaxes.

Half an hour and a whole blackboard of sketches later your attractive and half-naked professor takes the chalkboard eraser to wipe room for another sketch. You can see it's bone-dry from the way it's making dust as she touches it. Ms. Cole turns around and asks: "Can someone please help me on this? Immediately a cute looking, red headed girl sitting in the front row raises her hand. "Thank you, miss", she says, handing the dusty sponge to the redhead. Your fellow student takes it and without hesitating places it right under her butt on the seat. In the subsequent pause you imagine to hear the gentle hissing of the girls pee, but you’re not quite sure. As her urine is fully absorbed by the eraser, the usual splashing of the piss on the floor is missing.

Half a minute later the girl hands the now dripping wet eraser back to Ms. Cole, who then wipes the blackboard with it, spreading the girls pee all over it. As she does, you are quite sure not only the male students are enjoying the view of her rear end she is presenting to her course.