Call it a night

After pissing into a carton of Lilian's orange juice, I decided on a few more things before calling it a night. First I programmed Lilian so that any time she drank or ate something creamy, she would fantasize about it having been ejaculated in, and any time she drank juice, coffee, or ****, she would fantasize about it having been pissed in and could even taste urine in it. This would make her both horny and ashamed. I then cranked up her libido to nymphomaniac levels but took away her ability to orgasm. "Going to be the most frustrating day of your life tomorrow, bitch," I though. Just for shits and giggles, I made her more flatulent and increased the amount of saliva she would produce. "Horny, farting, and drooling," I said to myself.

I went back home and went to sleep.

The next day, I monitored Lilian. She was in she shower masturbating. She kept finger fucking herself, trying in vain to get off, but gave up once the hot water ran out. She had to finish showering and rinsing the shampoo from her hair in cold water. She dried off, got dressed, did her hair and make-up and went and had yogurt and orange juice for breakfast. As she did, she fantasized about there being cum in her yogurt and urine in her juice, and this made her horny, which made her ashamed that something so disgusting as a man's bodily fluids in her food was making her horny. If only she knew what she was ingesting was not just a fantasy.