The Cleansing Rooms
You push the button, preparing for what could possibly happen next. At first, nothing happens. Then, you feel a drop of water on your shoulder. Then another. Then three more. You look up, and see that the nozzles are beginning to dispense water, in larger amounts with each passing moment. The room goes from a light drizzle to a rainstorm. As strange as the experience of standing in artificial rain is, you can't help but feel exhilarated at the sensation of water rapidly sluicing off your naked body.
You thought this was going to be akin to a shower, but you can feel the water level rising. The water goes to your shins, to your waist, to above your breasts, until finally submerging you under its wet embrace. Now skinny dipping, you swim upwards, arousal and adrenaline in equal supply. You make sure to keep paddling with your legs to keep your head above water.
Eventually, the nozzles shut off, and you notice something you hadn't before; a button set into the wall, right above the water level.
You thought this was going to be akin to a shower, but you can feel the water level rising. The water goes to your shins, to your waist, to above your breasts, until finally submerging you under its wet embrace. Now skinny dipping, you swim upwards, arousal and adrenaline in equal supply. You make sure to keep paddling with your legs to keep your head above water.
Eventually, the nozzles shut off, and you notice something you hadn't before; a button set into the wall, right above the water level.