Jenny stared at the tiled ceiling through tear filled eyes as the stream of pee continued to spray out behind her. Her bed had been wheeled into some kind of large bathroom or wet room and the drain in the floor was gurgling with the volume of liquid rushing into it.
She was grateful the nurses had managed to 'lay' her down on the gurney, on her front, despite the fixed pose of her body. It meant she wasn't peeing on herself anymore.
Somewhere behind and above her, the helpless cheerleader could feel the constant pouring relief of her pee and her pussy buzzed from the constant force. Her dignity was ruined and the bottomless girl simply sobbed through another orgasm, unable to move.
Beside her bed her Mom and a nurse stood in close attendance, rubbing her shoulders.
"You're doing so good Jennifer..." The nurse reassured her, even as Jenny caught her wide eyes behind her surgical mask.
After what felt like an eternity, Jenny felt the stream starting to dry up. Her relieved sobbing only grew more gratefully frantic.
"Okay... that was 24 minutes..."
"Mmmmmmmph?!!"
At that moment Jenny felt another presence in the room and she had to strain her eyes to look down towards the door at who it was.
The sight of the man in the doorway made Jenny's head spin.
He was a doctor - she presumed - except everything about his 'outfit' made it seem more like a costume. He was wearing a double-breasted white lab coat that was buttoned all the way to his neck, combined with his black gloves, wild hair and the mirrored disk on his head, everything about him screamed something between 'mad scientist' and 'evil clown'.
"Hi Jennifer - my name is Dr Lunatic"
Jenny's eyes bulged in panic as she stared back at him, and she moaned helplessly in protest behind her stuck lips - there was no way this guy was real! Everything about this situation was a cartoonish nightmare and she just knew Kyle's curse had somehow organised all of this too.. she was getting a 'fake' doctor for her 'fake' disease...
The weird man approached the side of her bed, looming over her. With the way her head was stuck tipped so far back Jenny couldn't do anything except stare back up at him beneath her own feet. His crotch hovering just below her chin only made her even more uncomfortable.
"Don't worry - it's just my name," The Doctor smiled, "it's German for 'insane person' - now, let's see..."
"Mmmmph?!"
He started lifting pages of her chart as Jenny moaned again, her eyes darting anxiously between her mother, the nurse and the crazy doctor standing over her. She snorted air through her nose in panic, was no one else hearing this?!
"So, Jennifer... there's no easy way for me to say this but, you appear to have contracted urohydronephral statuosis... I know it's a bit of a mouthful so you might know it better as 'fountainpox'?"
Jenny shrieked inside again - she didn't know it as anything because this stupid disease didn't exist. Kyle had invented it specifically to humiliate her!
"Fountainpox?" Jenny felt her mom recoil from her, concern filling her voice.
"Oh, don't worry - it's caused by the very rare jensabitchenza virus, it only effects one in every 8 billion people."
Jenny sobbed, knowing, again, how absurd that was - of course it only effects one person in the whole world - me!!
"Jennifer... did you drink any tap water recently?"
Jenny frowned, moaning in frustrated, confused protest, "mmmmph! Mmm-mmmmm-mmmmph mmmm mm!!"
Of course she had - everyone had. The wording of Kyle's curse hit her hard again then, realising he'd said 'it would be like the beliefs of every germaphobe had come true' - it didn't matter if something was actually very unhygienic or not, or even if everyone else did it - she could potentially catch his fucked-up made-up diseases from anything if anyone even remotely thought it wasn't perfectly 'clean'. This was beyond a nightmare.
"Mmmmmph!!"
"It's likely you picked up the virus from a water fountain at school or maybe even just from coming into contact with some contaminated water somewhere like a public restroom..."
"Is it... serious?"
Dr Lunatic held Jenny's chart against his crotch as he turned to her mom, "Yes and no - obviously the symptoms are quite serious, and I'm afraid the periods of emission will continue to increase in length until it's effectively constant... but it's very curable."
"Oh thank god!" Jenny's mom sighed in blissful relief.
"Mmmmph?!" Jenny shuddered, panic gripping her. What did he mean 'constant'? She needed a cure! Now!
"We can start treatment in the morning - the good news is it's very simple, and you should be right back to your old self in just a couple days..."