Bruno's first thought as guy after guy stepped up to piss in him was that Todd must've told everyone that he was now a urinal. By 7:30 am, groups of 3 or 4 guys were draining their bladders into the lone bathroom urinal. And only every 10th user seemed to bother to flush.
It wasn't much better for Chad and Rick, but the stalls limited occupancy, so just one at a time lined up to pee in the toilets. A few managed to get to the toilets to empty their bowels, but most just pissed. Finally, the final bell rang and the human fixtures were left in peace.
About half an hour into the period, Coach Sanchez stopped in. He walked over to the nearly overflowing urinal, unzipped, pulled out his cock and started to piss.
"Morning, Bruno, got a treat for you," Sanchez said pulling out a tiny pink canister like a breath spray. He sprayed the fine mist on the urinal as he continued to piss. "It's called Contentment. Guaranteed to help imanimates adjust to their new roles. A little blast makes you contented, this long should turn you into a piss drinker for life, even after you're human again. I gave Todd a dose earlier, I suspect he'll really enjoy massaging and bathing me in the future."
Bruno was initially angry, but it quicly turned to euphoria. He barely was aware that Todd was mentioned. He was full of deliciously stinking urine. Then coach flushed. Bruno's joy fled. His mouth was only filled with water now. He needed piss.
Coach Sanchez shook the now half empty can. Enough for one or two? Chad and Rick would have to wait until after lunch.