There once was a beautiful and popular college girl named Primadona. She was blonde, blue-eyed, and always dressed to impress. Everyone on campus knew who she was because she was confident and outgoing, always ready to flirt or start a conversation. Her teachers adored her because she was intelligent and hardworking, often volunteering for extra credit projects. Her friends admired her because she was fun and spontaneous, always up for a good time.
One dinner time, after a long day of classes, Primadona found herself in the university's cafeteria. The big green bowl, a massive toilet-like structure, was standing right by her table; it was the only one of its kind on campus, causing quite a stir among students. Despite its unusual appearance, Primadona found it annoyingly captivating—she couldn't help but feel drawn towards it.
As she sat there, eating her meal, the urge to use the bathroom began to grow stronger. She tried to ignore it at first, but eventually, nature called so loudly that she couldn't resist any longer. Reluctantly, she stood up from her seat and approached the big green bowl cautiously.
The bowl looked even bigger up close, and it was hard to miss the loud gurgling noises coming from within. Primadona hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath, lifting up her skirt, and sitting down on the cold metal surface. The noises intensified as she began to relieve herself, feeling slightly embarrassed but also powerless to resist the urge.
As she sat there, lost in thought, she suddenly realized that she couldn't hear anything else around her. It was as if the entire cafeteria had vanished, leaving only her and the big green bowl. Her body felt hot and tingly all over, and she found herself getting aroused by the sensation. Without thinking twice, she reached down between her legs and began touching herself, moaning softly as she felt her wetness growing.
The more she touched herself, the hotter she got; soon enough, she was on the verge of an orgasm. Just as she was about to climax, someone cleared their throat loudly behind her. Startled, Primadona jumped off the bowl and turned around, blushing profusely.
To her horror, she saw a group of her male friends standing there, watching her with wide eyes. They had all seen her using the bowl and touching herself! Mortified, Primadona gathered her things and ran out of the cafeteria, not looking back. She spent the rest of the day in her dorm room, avoiding everyone and wondering how she could ever face her friends again.
Little did she know that the big green bowl had been cursed by an ancient sorcerer, transforming it into a potent aphrodisiac. Even now, as she tried to forget about her embarrassing encounter, the images of the bowl and her own arousal kept flashing through her mind, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else.
