With a little help from her friends

Shelby drove her brother to school and extracted 50ml more urine from in the parking lot, using her trusty measuring glass. She complained while he explained the limitations of the male bladder to her disinterested ears, and told her to find him during lunch for another installment.

That left her with 7/8th of her daily urine intake to go. It figured that her brother had a tiny bladder. In homeroom, she sat next to her friend and class vice president Liz, a slim blond girl who'd been on the diet for two months. Liz sipped urine from a transparent thermos casually, having no qualms about drinking piss in public.

"Whose is that?" Shelby asked.

"My Dad's," Liz said.

Shelby found this so degrading, but she was rapidly realizing urine was a commodity these days. "Can I have some?" she asked.

"Ugh, moocher," Liz said, "Well since it's your first day."

Shelby took the thermos and knocked back a big gulp, forcing the bitter liquid down, but was glad that it was still warm ,indicating it had its beauty-giving vital essence still. Liz's dad was such a sleaze too, always hitting on her friends, Shelby hated that she'd just drank his pee. And only 50ml of it, Shelby was crawling like a snail toward her goal of 2 liters.

With most of the popular girls on the diet, the demand for urine was rather obvious. Shelby had seen girls offering boys their thermoses to fill in class. **** girls would wait outside the boy's bathroom, or even go in to collect urine from boys who weren't comfortable peeing in the hallway, which was most of them. Shelby knew she was above such tactics, or at least, she hoped she was.

She asked the handsome class treasurer, Nick Chao, but he smugly said he only peed directly in girl's mouths, and Shelby wouldn't stoop to that. In chemistry class, she asked Neville, the relatively handsome nerd. He wore thick glasses and was wearing a T-shirt which read "No, I will not fix your computer", but he was tall and not fat, with a square chin and short black hair. He wasn't any girl's first choice for urine, but he'd do as it was third period and Shelby was barely started.

He whipped out his cock behind their lab table and started peeing into it her measuring glass with that now familiar sound. "I can't believe the class president is going to drink my urine!" Neville said giddily. He handed her the glass and it was full to 500ml. Of course he would be the one guy in her day with a full bladder to offer.

Shelby sat the glass on the lab table, then realized students were coming in. Drinking urine was bad enough, but doing it in public was even worse. Still, she had to, and fast before everyone was here. Other girls could drink urine in class without caring, but she was the class president!

She held the glass to her lips and poured the nasty hot liquid into her mouth. It tasted almost chalky. She **** down a mouthful. "Oooh I'm going to add this to the spank bank!" Neville said.

Shelby rolled her eyes and kept drinking. It got worse with each gulp and she started to feel queasy from drinking so much urine. There was no denying that it came from this loser's penis, especially as he was gloating in her face. Finally she got it all down, then noticed her teacher standing right there as she drained the last of the golden liquid from the cup.

Shelby was so humiliated, she'd always had a perfect reputation in school, especially with the teachers. But Mrs. Elton simply asked Shelby if she could work the projector during the lecture, then casually took a sip of her own thermos filled with piss.

Shelby got the rest of the urine that day from her brother, only barely, insisting he come to her room that evening to pee in her cup rather than use the toilet. "You're my toilet now," her brother teased her.

She'd made it through her first day without doing anything too humiliating. She hadn't found herself in the boy's bathroom begging for urine even if they insisted on peeing in her mouth. But as she realized she felt no hunger despite sticking to her super-low-calorie diet, and already her skin was looking better on the second morning, she realized she'd do anything to get her 2 liters of urine a day, every day, until she was old and gray.