The open mall

The door swings open wide and you look out into the wider mall food court, bustling with traffic. Several people stop to take in your naked sopping wet form standing brazenly outside the paid public restroom. Your still asleep legs begin to falter as the man who was up your ass previously returns his cock there to finish relieving himself inside you, keeping you from falling.

"Hey! You can't piss out here!" A woman says from beside the doorway, inside a kiosk where the people pay. Women pay a large price to rent a stall, men pay a small admission fee. The man in your ass apologizes slightly, but finishes up anyway, then drops you roughly to the floor of the doorway. The door swings back to hit you in the head, holding it open.

The two men spit on you and step on your back as they walk out the door. They complain to the kiosk lady about you until she gives them a refund while you slowly try to stand up again. They shout obscenities at you as they leave. You want to cry.

You approach the kiosk lady timidly. She stares daggers at you.

"I know your pissy ass don't want a refund. Matter of fact, you best get back on your knees and start licking that shit up. I know you don't expect me to clean it!"

Your head rings at the yelling of the kiosk attendant. You want to be pissed and walk away, but the heavenly smell coating you and your harsh sobriety makes you want to be pissed in a different way. You're apparently going to have to trek home naked and covered in the stuff anyway. Could make the trip more enjoyable.