The room echoes with the sound of rushing liquid as the girls, their faces a mix of shame and excitement, let go of their bladders. Their streams gush forth, soaking their panties and turning them see-through. They watch each other, eyes wide, as they taste their own piss for the first time, their tongues tentatively lapping at their lips. They're encouraged to dive in, their faces submerged in the warm, golden liquid, drinking deeply and swallowing. They emerge, gasping, their hair plastered to their faces, their wet panties clinging to their cunts. They're urged to clean up the mess, their wet panties becoming makeshift mops, wiping up the puddles and leaving a trail of their combined juices.