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  1. If there was a bucket collecting drips from the ceiling....then why didn't she just relieve herself in it? Great story.
  2. I didn't actually consciously plan for this to happen...but the spontaneity only enhanced the experience... I let my bladder get to around a 5 when I stepped into the shower- nothing to desperate, but quite a reasonable level of pleasure. in all honesty. I'd guiltily drunk three full-to-the-brim glasses beforehand, to assist towards my aim (pun unintended): some simple wetting target practice. My plan was not elaborate- put a sponge on the floor of the shower (there's usually a dry part), aim, and try for the centre, all for the sheer, unadulterated joy of it. Peeing on a sponge allows you to see your progress, after all. I turn on the shower nozzle and let the warmth cascade down my body, that normal, pure first-step-in-the-shower feeling... With occasional spikes of arousal from my filling bladder, I shampoo my hair normally. Once I've washed it out, I decide to tease myself a little, and sit down in the thin layer of warm water at the bottom of the shower. Instantly, it laps at my parts, and I almost lose control right there. The shower water is still coming over me, and I can almost convince myself that my urine is one of the streams! I panic momentarily, but I'm still very, very full, despite the small trickle which may or may not have escaped. I stand back up again, enjoying every second, and begin to condition my hair without stopping to wash my hands. After repeating the sit-down-in-the-shower-water experience, this time at around a 7.5, I decide it's time to let go and pee. Position the sponge. Relax inner thigh muscles. And aim- but the second my fingers make contact with my urethra, before I can truly position myself I'm DOING IT! I can't stop, and the gush is a waterfall, a torrent now, and it's pleasurable and disappointing simultaneously and I CAN'T STOP. My fingers keep slipping over my sodden labia. It's clear I won't be able to target the sponge, so in a desperate, urophilic action, I grab it- almost slipping in my own urine stream, and place it between my legs. I cross them tightly and it feels even better. Now, now I understand why people say it feels so warm to wet! Soon the sponge is near-saturated- I must've been at an 8-9 after all- and tendrils are trickling down my leg. I don't want it to end when it does. Suddenly, I'm left standing there, with the contents of a toilet on my hand and in the sponge. I squeeze the sponge over my chest. The sweet urine caresses my torso. I try so, so hard to squeeze out more pee, but it's just not possible for me anymore. I've been drained. I finish my shower and clean myself up. I manage one drip on the sponge, and then I step out onto the mat. I can't wait for my next shower.
  3. Some kind of bondage, or even wearing hard-to-remove trousers might help?
  4. Ah, memories... I remember sitting on a bean bag, reading, when I was 5 or so. The book was really engrossing (yes, I'm a nerd) and the bean bag was so comfortable, I really didn't want to get up and go pee...so I went right there, on the bean bag. It was amazing, and stayed warm for ages. I sat there until it had mostly dried- by then I'd finished the book. Then I turned the bean bag over, to hide the stain, and walked off. The next day, the stain was still there, so I kept it turned over and sat on a clean side. Then I remembered how good it had been...and suddenly, I was peeing again. It felt just as awesome. But now two parts of the bean bag were soaked, so I turned it on its side, just about hiding the marks. You can see where this is going. Pee stains on bean bags take a long time to go away, especially if they've been turned, facing the floor...so as I continued peeing on the bean bag, I started running out of surface area. Needless to say, one of my parents saw it eventually, the bean bag was thrown away (I think I'd succeeded in turning the bean things to little more than mush, what with the urine and pressure) and that put and end to my omorashing escapade.
  5. Okay, this might be not strictly related to omorashi but it's not possible to practice omorashi all the time, is it? Most of the time, urination has to commence in the more conventional manner...or does it? I first discovered my fetish for this kind of stuff when I realised it was possible to pee standing with a vulva. Suddenly, all kinds of positions were possible- standing further away from a toilet, standing over a toilet, trying to hit targets with the stream, and so on. Now that I've pretty much mastered normal standing-to-pee, I'm starting to find it boring. So I guess my question is, what's the best way to liven things up again? I'm planning to do some peeing in sinks, bottles, urinals, walls, and the outdoors when I get a chance- any other location/objects to pee on or in ideas? (Nothing which can't be cleaned up with a quick wipe-over, or disposed of fairly discreetly). Also, what are some of the more fun ways to go at a normal toilet? I've been trying different angles, backwards, seeing how long I can hold a stream for and how much I can break it up for, and now I'm also trying to build up the accuracy to go straight through the fly, but I'm running out of ideas! Some new positions to try in the shower would be fun as well. I don't mind if I wet my clothes a bit, either (but nothing that can't dry without trace). Any thoughts would be much appreciated!
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