Determined to win

As you watch the level in the funnel in front of you quickly rise, your arousal continues to rise along with it. You put on a determined face just in time for one of them to hose it down. You're gonna cum. You don't care how much it takes.

You begin taking massive swallows of the disgusting liquid in an attempt to catch up on the backlog, your loud wet gulps echoing out along with the strikes to your body. You pause occasionally to retch slightly, but before long the level of piss in the funnel begins to drop, just before it over flows, despite the three weak streams still filling it. You find what you're doing to be disgusting and depraved, but you're far too horny to care. The approval of the men pissing in your mouth only helps spur you on.

The three finish at roughly the same time to be quickly replaced by two more. Luckily, one of them seems far more interested with soaking every inch of your long blonde hair than feeding it to you, so before long your determined gulps have the emptied the funnel and the line begins dropping in the tube. You get excited to be almost caught up as the two finish, only to have two fresh streams begin filling it back up.

Your chugging becomes slower as you begin to feel sick. Sick is a feeling right? Your swallows continue to slow as the moisture checker reports your pussy is now openly dripping to the floor. The thrusting behind you seems to be coming from two different sources briefly, then rapidly from one. A researcher walks around you and jerks himself off into your mostly full funnel as the current pair begin wrapping up and walking away.

A small white cloud slowly disperses into the yellow as you try to settle your stomach enough for more. At least it's not filling up for once. You hear someone comment on your distended piss-filled belly hanging below you and you wonder how much more you can take.

"Come on sweetie, don't waste perfectly good medicine," your father chides as he walks up in front of you. One of the FDA people appears and finishes himself off in the funnel, turning the piss even more cloudy. At least the ratio is slightly better now.

You slowly begin trying to clear the funnel again as the **** behind you seems to intensify. Your jostling becomes more arrhythmic and forceful, like they are trying to make something fit inside you. As the level continues to slowly drop, you finally get a sign of hope from a shock of pain and pleasure from your pussy finally jumping to your brain briefly. You drink with slightly renewed vigor as the cloudier piss from the top enters the tube.

Your father takes this chance to add his own contribution, beginning to fill the funnel back before you can clear the medicine out. You burble your current mouthful back into the tube with frustration, but whatever the people behind you keep doing is starting to have a greater effect, so you continue drinking. You're beginning to feel good again. Well, really really bad, but so very good.

"Holy shit! Don't stuff that whole thing in there! At least do it in her asshole!" Your father begins to yell at the men behind you and his distracted stream starts hitting you in the face. He looks down and notices, but doesn't stop for quite some time, even aiming for different parts of your face before resuming into the funnel. He apologizes as though it was an accident, but you can see through your piss soaked eyes that he's significantly harder now.

You don't really mind much, since it's less for you to drink when you're already so full. Though you suddenly notice the taste is much less offensive than before, you just don't have the room for it. As your father finishes his contribution he begins rapidly jerking off while staring at you dreamily for a minute, then adds a meager dose to the slowly draining funnel. He acts like he's done you a favor, but likely just wanted to make sure you had to drink all of his piss.

Luckily, the men behind you haven't removed whatever it is they've jammed into your pussy and now appear to be thrusting something rather large up your ass as well. The fire works begin exploding in your brain again as the funnel finally empties and you begin draining the last bits from the tube. An orgasm like nothing you've ever felt before starts welling up from deep inside of you. You become scared at the sheer intensity of the tidal wave that appears to be approaching you.

You swallow the final gulp and clear your mouth just in time to let out a guttural scream of pleasure as your entire body shakes begins tremble and convulse wildly in orgasm. The object in your pussy is ejected with great **** and you hear a bottle break behind you. Your over filled bladder releases involuntarily as continue to cum for what feel like an eternity. Your spastic convulsions continue for more than a minute as you continue to piss on the floor like a dog.

"Told ya she'd do it. Pay up." Your father says. Your last vision as your mind begins to fade is someone handing him $20 before you fall ****. Your piss stream continues long after you're out.