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Lizzy murmured happily to herself as she made her way down the hallway, walking slowly along with her Glaceon tail swaying gently from where it curled around under her backpack. The physics building on campus was a familiar enough place to feel like a second home to her, which wouldn't have surprised anyone who knew her and how enthusiastically nerdy she was. She still had a fairly long break before her next class, and had been pondering her options for what to do in the meanwhile. Should she get back to work digging into that stat mech problem set? Find a friend or a stranger for a quick or not-so-quick fuck? Pull out her laptop for some video games? Or maybe find the nearest orgy on the quad to dive into the middle of? All were reasonable options, and Lizzy hadn't settled on which one to do - but for the moment, just wandering idly and stretching her legs felt nice.
A glance back and forth confirmed no one else was around in the hallway she was ambling along, which wasn't all that surprising. It was one of the higher floors, up away from the big lecture halls and most of the hubbub; there were a few small classrooms up here, some experimental labs, and a bunch of offices for professors and grad students that mostly had their doors shut. The peace and quiet was nice, though.
Lizzy found her attention was mostly just caught by the various things hung on the walls. Some had been carefully hung up by the department and intended to stay there - a framed poster from a big conference that had been hosted there several years before, a display describing some of the fundamentals of laser physics, an undergraduate research presentation from last years' class, among other things. Alongside those were plenty of more temporary things, mostly constrained to the bulletin boards they were supposed to be on but some tacked or taped elsewhere; some were again put up by the department to advertise various things from classes to entire graduate programs, others were added by various clubs and other student organizations, and some were put up by just about anyone who had something to advertise. Lizzy's gaze wandered across a couple of flyers announcing parties and orgies off campus that weekend, a seductive naked pinup from a girl inviting people to follow her on social media, and a substantially more explicit naked photo of a girl offering physics tutoring.
After passing by the next closed door, Lizzy's eyes glanced over the framed poster there, which showed one of the department's hotshot new professors receiving a big award and describing her groundbreaking research that earned it for her. It was pretty fascinating stuff, but Lizzy had already read over that poster thoroughly several times. Instead her eyes drifted lower and she perked up her nose to sniff curiously before giggling at what she smelled. Professor Trisha made sure to stop by to relieve herself on the wall below her poster regularly, proud to leave her lovely scent there for others to appreciate while they read about her accomplishments, and it was certainly the most prominent aroma there now. And that urine did its job of prompting some lustful thoughts in Lizzy's mind about the hot faculty member it came out of. There were some pictures of her on the poster that were pretty sexy, but not nearly as arousing as the mental images Lizzy had of seeing Trisha find a variety of creative pissing positions she could use to enthusiastically mark her territory below - or sometimes onto - her poster.
Of course, anyone here was free to use just about any wall she wanted as her urinal, and with how quickly fluids went through bodies in this dimension it was hard to find a spot that hadn't been pissed on by someone fairly recently. Professor Trisha couldn't claim that spot all for her own bladder, nor would she want to - after all, anyone else pulling to the side of the hallway for a piss break right there would get to read all about her while they emptied their bladder. Right now there weren't any droplets or wet streaks on the wall indicating anyone had taken a pee there super recently, but there was a little wet spot lingering on the ground indicating it hadn't been especially long since Trisha had done her thing and left the scent Lizzy's nose was appreciating.
Trisha was hardly the only woman to have relieved herself in this hallway recently, though! The overhead lights glistened off of puddles and wet patches of a variety of sizes all along the tiled floor, mostly up against the baseboards of the walls but some out towards the middle. No doubt some were fairly fresh and others had been there for a few hours, though fortunately the alluring scents of their makers' urine stayed just as sweet-smelling and enticing to a girl's nose as when they had sprayed out originally. There were drains spaced out along both walls which kept the hallway from becoming too flooded with piss, and were sometimes tempting targets to let a stream gush directly into, though were far enough apart to allow a lady to leave her mark as a puddle in between that would linger for a while before it fully seeped away.
Lizzy made her way past the spot where Trisha regularly relieved herself and looked further on. There were office doors on that side of the hall spaced out ten feet apart or so, with drains fairly close to either side, and between each pair there was a decently wide swath of wall between just waiting for someone to take a leak on it. Past the next door was a nice large puddle, with droplets all over the painted wall above it to suggest it was fairly freshly made, and having spread close to one of the drains but not quite reached it to start trickling in. A deep breath in told Lizzy that it was a mixture of two girls' scents, one bunny that she didn't recognize at all and one leopard who smelled vaguely familiar - maybe one of the grad students? - but for whom she couldn't quite put a name or face to the scent.
Past the next door, though, the wall and floor below it looked completely dry. After getting closer Lizzy could detect some lingering scents of urine that had been left there much earlier, and pick out just enough to suspect a certain professor and a particular classmate of being among the people who had pissed there in the past few days, but probably no one had done so today. Well, no one had done so yet today - and a grin spread across Lizzy's face because she was very much equipped to change that.
Without much ado Lizzy went up and turned to face her chosen spot on the wall, stepping into a wide stance with her feet back maybe six inches from the baseboard. Her tail swaying behind her had already bunched up the back of her short skirt against the bottom of her backpack, and one of her hands slid down her belly and lifted the front of the garment up a bit. She then reached a bit lower, to tug her pink panties to the side. At that point she was already starting to relax herself in anticipation of what she was about to do, and almost as soon as she'd tugged the fabric of her underwear far enough aside to expose her bare labia, a dribble of urine started to flow from her and onto the floor tile directly below.
Lizzy sighed as her stream picked up force, starting to project at a little bit of an angle, and then moreso as she pushed her hips forward a bit and craned her neck to look down at what she was doing. She always appreciated the deep turquoise color of her vulva compared to the light blue fur surrounding it, and even if she could only really see her clitoral hood from this angle she'd never get tired of gazing down while watching a glistening gold-tinged stream pour out of herself and onto whatever - or sometimes whoever - she'd chosen as her latest urinal. And she was very glad that she got to live in a universe where she was free to choose to piss just about anywhere anytime she felt like it!
A pleasant feeling of relief ran through Lizzy's body as she relaxed and let herself flow against the wall, and she let out a contented murmur while her tail swayed happily behind her in the hallway. Her bladder hadn't been nagging at her before this and she hadn't really been thinking about peeing - not that urine was far from any girl's horny mind around here - but now that she was going she was almost surprised by how much she could feel in her. It was nice that her drink earlier had refilled her so fast, and she'd have to make sure to get even more fluids in her so that she'd soon enough be able to leave her mark somewhere else on a whim just like this.
Of course, she was hardly done taking a leak here and now, and Lizzy was definitely going to savor it while it lasted. She swayed her hips and gently rotated them as she pissed, her stream waving around in front of her and gushing a wet patch onto a wider swath of the wall. Since she was wearing a backpack she couldn't push her crotch forward and lean back quite as much as she would otherwise, and couldn't get her flow of urine aimed up to hit the wall near the height it came out of her, but for her purposes here she was perfectly fine watching it arc forward enough to patter down onto the painted surface about a foot off of the ground. As her stream trailed around against the wall it formed rivulets flowing off down to the floor in various angles, and a smattering of droplets all around that at least initially stayed still but sometimes started to run downward before she even swept her stream back across over them.
And with a deep breath in through her nose, she took a moment to appreciate the lovely and very distinctly Lizzy scent she was leaving with her growing puddle at the base of the wall. Anyone who knew her would recognize it as hers, and she imagined that many of the people who'd pass by here would, from her fellow physics majors to the grad students and even the faculty and staff. It was always a bit fun to imagine what sort of sexy thoughts about her might be inspired by a friend noticing her puddle! And to herself, the scent she was leaving was cozy and familiar, and something about it was wonderfully comforting. That certainly encouraged her desire to leave her mark all around, and she was glad that other girls felt similarly encouraged to do so where she could appreciate - and that she had plenty of chances to watch them do it.
Lizzy let out another contented sigh, fidgeting a little with her skirt as she felt her stream weaken as her bladder got closer to empty. It was far from the biggest piss she could take, but relieving herself when moderately full still felt plenty good, and the puddle below was big enough she couldn't help but feel a bit of pride. And all of that combined with her own cozy scent on her nose kept a smile spread across Lizzy's face, and left her as a satisfied Glaceon - though perhaps a bit hornier than she'd been feeling before. Well, she could find some fun ways to enjoy that soon enough! For the moment, she let her gaze wander up from where the remainder of her stream flowed out of herself and onto the painted surface in front of her. Up above the portion of wall serving as her urinal was another poster, this one about particle physics, and Lizzy's ears perked up in excitement as she glanced across some diagrams about a subject she was excited to take a class on the next semester. She sighed again as her stream waned to a trickle that splashed directly down into her puddle below, attention having already shifted to the bit of light bathroom reading she was doing as she let the last few dribbles out and proceeded to slide her bottoms back into place, lingering in her stance a few moments longer before she moved to head on her way.