A cucumber turns into a thick cock. A shower head morphs into a spewing cock. A banana becomes a curved cock.The delusions carry an irresistible sexua... craving. It can hit anytime, anywhere without any warning. All I can do is satisfy my darkest carnal desires.If anyone found out, my life as my university's top feminist leader would be dead. My books and research would never be taken seriously. I would never be tenured.So I write this anonymously in hopes that others who share the same problem. The director looks over at me with a comforting look, removing his glasses, "That is exactly what most addicts say when they get to this point. But believe me, Krystal, you'll soon be on your way back to a normal life."I hold back my tears, "I just made a mistake... I'm not a d**g addict! The judge was wrong when he sentenced me to this rehab! I shouldn't be here..." I say, the anxiety building in my voice. The director continues to look at me with a comforting smile saying, "You're here. But it did not stop me from noticing him and lusting after him. There was something sexual brewing but we both ignored it until we decided to meet for a dinner. The dinner was platonic and only official topics discussed but as we were leaving the restaurant, I did not want the evening to end. We stopped for paan, tried to elongate the time we had but finally he dropped me home. Nothing happened but that night, I got wet thinking of what I wanted him to do to me actually.I met him frequently. ” It appeared she was enjoying this position as much as I was.It would have been nice to have been able to jack my cock while I was sucking her off, but both my hands were cupping her ass to help keep her steady. It was a fair trade off.“Do my clit, Daddy. I’m gonna cum. Yeah, suck it. Suck my cunt, Daddy!”Moments later she was cumming. It had taken her less than two minutes from start to finish. She must have been super horny before she even sat on my face.“Mmm, that’s the best.” My daughter.