Chapter 2

School wasn’t always easy for Tina. She usually had to work extra hard just to understand something so her mind was usually preoccupied with schoolwork.

Recently, however, she found her eyes drifting to the crotches of the men around her. Mostly the adult teachers, but sometimes her classmates as well. Tina found herself wondering which one of her classmates or teachers were circumcised, how big their cocks were. And then sometimes, other thoughts would sneak in. Thoughts like “What if I followed them into the bathroom?” or “Wonder what their cocks and piss taste like?”.

She found herself fantasizing about kneeling before them, kissing their cocks and gulping down each jet of piss. She fantasized about how amazing it would feel to have the warm urine flow over her head, soaking into her hair, coursing down her face. And each time her imagination created scenes like this, her pussy would become incredibly slick, to the point where she had to start wearing pads to school because she was soaking through her panties!

Tina wouldn’t do it, of course. There was no way she would let a guy piss on her. That was disgusting ... right? But then again, her science teacher Mr Craddock was really handsome. He was very put together, very metro, as the other girls said, his blonde hair always swooped to one side. Tina remembered that time that Amelie spilled coffee on Mr Craddock and he had to go change into sweatpants because his slacks were soaked. Then during the same lesson when he moved behind Tina to get to the microscope behind her, she felt something very large and very prominent brush past her ass. Then there was Mr Roy who coached the boys swim team sometimes got soaking wet during practice when the students splashed him with water. When he dripping wet with sweat or from the pool water, his shorts clung to his muscular thighs and outlined his cock.

Her teachers would be nice to her, right? They would be kind to her if she offered to be a urinal for them ... Mr Craddock was so nice to her all the time. He would probably stroke her hair while she drank his piss ... and Mr Roy ... he was full of orders and had this air of authority ... Maybe he would ask her to keep her hands behind her back and open wide, make her try to catch his stream while he pissed into her mouth from afar! That would be amazing!

The sharp sound of the bell ringing broke Tina out of her fantasies. She had to go to class, but the pad she was wearing was uncomfortably slick and slimy with all her cuntal cream.

A terrible feeling of shame and humiliation overcame her as she hastily gathered her things to rush to the next class. No normal girl wanted to be used as a urinal, right? Something had to be wrong with her! She resolved to try harder not to think about it, to be better at focusing on her school work.

Tina’s week did not improve. Thoughts of being pissed on and guzzling piss made her aroused and horny for the entire time. She couldn’t stop getting wet. Her nipples were hard 24/7. It seemed like the only thing that could make her cum for the time being was fantasizing about having a cock between her lips, drinking down golden urine while a man humped her face.

The feelings of guilt and shame did not stop. They grew even more as she began to wonder if people could tell she was having these perverted thoughts. By the time the day of her appointment at Dr Hoffman’s office rolled around, she was considering not going because the anxiety was making her all jittery.

Ring ring!

“Hello?” Tina answered nervously.

“Hello! This is Dr Hoffman’s office. Just calling to remind you that you have an appointment with us at 5:30 pm.” It sounded like the nice receptionist who had handed her the money.

“I don’t think it’s working,” Tina blurted out, biting her lip.

“What isn’t working?” The receptionist sounded confused.

“The hypnosis. It’s supposed to cure anxiety, right? Well, I’m more anxious than before!” Tina said.

“Miss Sandoval, most hypnosis treatments take 2 to 5 sessions before you see any real results,” the receptionist said in a very patient tone. “How about you just come in and we can let Dr Hoffman adjust his methods? And if it really doesn’t work soon, we can discuss ending the study.”

Well, she sounded so reasonable. And maybe another session would help Tina stop thinking about men’s cocks.

“Alright then,” Tina sighed, “I’ll come in soon.”

Once more, Tina found herself in the patient’s chair. Dr Hoffman smiled at her over his notes and then put them away.

“Verena says you’ve been experiencing a lot of anxiety this week, is that true?” he asked.

Tina nodded, feeling her face grow hot. She was anxious about her perverse fantasies and what would happen if people found out.

“Well, is there anything in particular you’re anxious about?” Dr Hoffman asked as he went to the cupboard to retrieve the materials for the study.

Tina’s throat seemed to close up. She couldn’t tell him that she had cum at least 9 or 10 times in the past week from just fantasizing about being pissed on or used as a urinal!

She shook her head mutely.

“Well,” Dr Hoffman took the chair just by where Tina was reclining, “Let’s try the second audio and see if anything changes after this.”

He smiled at Tina. Once more, Tina had a sense of foreboding that she couldn’t name, but then he was speaking again.