Michelle Freeman -The Therapist

"Oh, I thought there was a problem?" Michelle looked concerned.

"Fuck yeah there is," she said as her hand moved, and the vodka sloshed in her glass spilling on her lap, "and there isn't" She said her mouth chasing the glass before taking another gulp. "You see I am normally very much by now. I just sit in my leggings and wear a comfy extra-large top!" She giggled and stroked her bulging belly again "and I am very much fucked." She grinned and finished off her drink dribbling the vodka down from the corner of her lips.

"Oh, silly you, I undid my top button drinks ago!" Michelle grinned and slipped her hand down inside her trousers under the desk and moaned.

"See, told you I should have worn somefing comf...easy!" Fiona shot across at Peter. "I could of undone somefing."

"Oh, now no shouting...please be as comfortable as possible!" Michelle slurred, retrieving her hand and placing it back on her glass. "I know, I know!" she said as she scratched her head "Peter, help your wife out of her dress. That will be better for her!"

"What de fuck?" Fiona stated.

"We are among fends here. Please be comfortable, it's only tits and arse and I am morely importantantly going to pour us more drinks!" She grinned as she unsteadily stood up revealing that her bloated belly and that her trousers were undone and picked up the nearly empty bottle.

Fiona turned around slightly, and Peter tugged at the zip on the back, and it quickly released, Fiona then set about pulling her dress down from her shoulders.

"Fuck it, I need to get up!"

"Come here darling, I can help!" Peter chuckled as he stood up and held her hands as she slowly got up and let go of Peter and her dress fell off before stopping, hanging swinging off her belly. Fiona giggled as she tugged at it and then it fell revealing her large full sagging breasts held up in her large underwired lacy black bra. With one final tug the dress dropped to the floor showing off her large white stretch marked belly hanging over her huge leopard print knickers.

"Is that betterer?" Michelle asked, still waving the bottle around.

Fiona shivered "Fuckin yeah, I guess so." She shrugged her shoulders as a tipsy smile crept across her face "I am still gloriously fucked though; it's been good fun!" She grinned as she pulled a cigarette out of the pack and placed it between her lips.

"Oh, if your wery fucked as you say you better do my line for me!" Michelle requested as she gently poured vodka all over her desk and some into the glasses as she wasn't hundred percent looking.

"Again?" Fiona looked confused at Peter. She smiled on before flicking her lighter and concentrating hard to get it alight.

"Yeah, why not!" Michelle pointed towards the line swaying the bottle of vodka around.

With the cigarette dangled in the corner of her mouth Fiona heaved at her knickers pulling them up over her belly towards her belly button, then pulled them down again as she pulled at, and flicked hem of elastic from around her buttocks. With the smoke drifting from her nose she then staggered sideways across the room crabbing towards the line "I will do this then piss again!" She exclaimed as she staggered away from the line giggling and "shushing" herself as she farted loudly as she stumbled sideways until she reached the wall.

"Love, I am not going to stop you!" Michelle laughed and coughed at Fiona

"Oh shit!" she shouted as fell over in a heap, her cigarette still firmly trapped between her lips.

"Petey babes go and help your wife...oh my paper is all silly vodkad...I can't do my notes...ooops!" Michelle giggled as she looked down at her desk "Never mind"

"Fuck!" Fiona exclaimed from the other side of the room.

Michelle smiled brightly and waved the bottle of vodka around "Oh, don't worry about the puddle of wee my babes!" the drunk and dejected Fiona looked up and smiled from her growing pool surrounding her. "Guess more room for more drinks...!" She grinned.

Friday

Michelle yawned as she sat in what is normally the customers chair in Miriam's office. She stretched and her elbows clicked before picking up the steaming hot coffee off the table.

"Remind me again?" She asked, hugging the mug and taking another gulp.

Miriam sighed "You've got an easy new starter at one then a break, then Tina and Caitlin for their penultimate session at two thirty- but don't go too hard, as you have got that gorgeous but stressed Pam Kollack at five thirty for her monthly evening out warm up." She spoke slowly and calmly to make sure Michelle understood.

Michelle yawned again and almost hugged her coffee mug. "Okay I get it, not too much fun with Caitlin as I was thinking as there are two of them, I could have fun with the twister mat?

"Yeah, you can do that, just don't join in!" Miriam stated with hope, raising her neatly plucked eyebrow.

"Hmmm okay...we shall see how the newbie goes..." she nodded and sipped the coffee.

"It's the weekend tomorrow and we can chill!"

"We don't have any plans, do we? We are not going out, are we?"

"God no, duvet, washing machine, hot chocolate and Netflix all weekend."

"Great, I think my liver needs it, I love you babes!"

"Ooh I love you too."

***

"Great to see you both again, rather than sit down straight away, if you can do the line as usual and then you can see today's first activity."

"Mum, that's a twister mat?" Caitlin asked as she turned at the end of the white tape and looked across the room.

Michelle smiled as she interrupted Tina before she could reply. "Yes, as you can see, I thought we could have a little fun getting you drunk this afternoon. But only if that is okay with you?"

"Hmmm" Tina said looking at the plastic mat on the floor "We may have shared a bottle of wine over lunch, as per your instruction for homework, but Catlin and I, I guess can go straight to the spirits."

"Great. As you can see there is a half-ish shot of vodka on each square, I would like you both to stand on opposite sides of the mat, and every time I ask you to put an arm or leg on the square, I require you to drink the shot."

Caitlin looked down, nodding as she counted. "Mum, that's 24 shots..."

"Don't worry, we won't drink them all will we?" Tina replied looking nervously across at Michelle as a wry smile crossed her face as she held the spinner board in her hand.

"So shall be begin?" Michelle asked as she spun the spinner "Left foot, red circle and drink!" She took a gulp from the bottle herself.

"Oh god, come on let's go!" Tina said, putting her left foot forward.

Half an hour later with much giggling Michelle continued "Right hand blue, drink!" and took a swig from the bottle again.

Catlin moaned "Mum move your ass; my head is in your vag!" She exclaimed with her head wedged between her mum's buttocks.

"It's where you came from, stop complaining." She giggled as she stretched her hand to the blue circle and grabbed the drink and they then both brought it to their mouth and gulped it down.

"Mum, just don't fart, oh fuck!" Caitlin shouted as she slowly toppled over bringing her mum down in a heap on the floor.

Michelle smiled and put the spinner down. "Right I think you have had enough fun, there are a few shots left let's bring them up to the table and I can join in.

They quickly lined up the rows of shots.

"It looks scarier lined up like that!" Worry crossed Tina's face as she started biting her bottom lip nervously.

"I better top them up, they are only half full." Michelle chuckled as she twisted the lid on the vodka bottle and topped up the nine glasses.

"They are even scarier now!" Caitlin stated, "I am going to the toilet first." She grinned and headed off towards the door. Momentarily pausing her walk as the alcohol rushed around her head.

"I will go after her!" Tina nervously replied looking at the full glasses.

***

"Okay come on no excuses now...three, two... come on both of you down in one, one!" Michelle picked up the shot glass and necked the vodka down her throat "and the next one," she picked it up and threw it in her mouth swallowing "and the last one!" She repeated the process.

"Fuck! Pardon mum!" Caitlin exclaimed as she leant against the table.

"I haven't done that for years!" Tina cried as she kept swallowing trying to keep it down.

"Ughhh!" Catlin grimaced, shaking her head.

"So ready for round two?"

"What?" Tina asked in panic, which was crossing her face.

"You asked for our university prep course of beers to spirits?" Michelle grinned as she focused and slowly and carefully poured the neat vodka in the now empty nine shot glasses.

"I did, I did..." Tina reluctantly nodded.

"Great, round we go again!" Michelle said, holding the full shot glass.

"Come on mum, this is fun!" Caitlin bounced on her toes as smiled and tucked her hair back behind her ear grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Ready...Three, two...Down in one!" Michelle picked up the glass and threw the contents down her throat, "and again!" and repeated quickly knocking back the vodka, "and the final one, who can win?" She picked up the final drink as Caitlin stood triumphantly with her empty third glass. "Well done! Michelle stated before taking her final drink.

"Oh god, I feel sick!" Tina screwed her face up whilst holding her stomach as it gargled.

Michelle chuckled "Calm down Tina deep breathes, grab some water if you want?"

Tina nodded as she grabbed the water jug on the small table and hungrily gulped some down.

"Also girls, if you are going to vom please do it in the toilet! As I can tell you now Caitlin. At Uni your so-called mates will probably egg themselves on to finish the round...There is an advantage of throwing up just like your mum is probably going to do any moment now. You can literally keep drinking!" Michelle grinned as she then focused on topping up the nine glasses again.

"We are not doing it again?" Tina asked with disbelief as she guzzled the water.

"I am not going to force you to do anything here, that is not what I am here for." Michelle said very sternly and slightly tipsily before looking at Caitlin. "Ready?"

"I guess so!" She winced.

"Ready, steady...go!" The two of them raced through the three shot glasses, Caitlin again triumphantly winning the race.

"Fuck!" Caitlin exclaimed as she put the last glass down. "Oh fuck, my head is spinning...oh fuck!" She exclaimed as she slowly spun as she collapsed down on the leather sofa.

"It's a great feeling isn't it!" Michelle smiled warmly. "We will give it a few minutes before doing it again!" She grinned.

"Again?"

"Yes, yes, yes, but as you enjoy the warm feeling you should now really try a cigarette it really helps!" Michelle grinned as she pulled open the draw and unsteadily pulled out her half empty pack of Marlboro Lights.

Tina burped loudly and shook her head "My daughter isn't going to smoke." She unsteadily waggled her fingers then giggled.

Michelle shook her head, then nodded her head. "No, no, no, she isn't, as promised she is going to learn to be a very good drunk like me!" Michelle slurred as the vodka shots took hold.

"Am I?" Caitlin looked on with a dazed and confused look as Michelle confidently placed the filter between her lips and offered the pack across the desk.

"Yes!" Michelle stated as she concentrated in getting the flame on her lighter before taking a deep inhale. She forced the exhale. "Try one drunk, it's truly amazing, it will probably, no, definitely, make you be sick, but..." she grinned, "that makes more room for more vodka." She chuckled and her cheeks collapsed as she took another long drag.

***

Half an hour later Miriam sighed, ran her hands through her hair and pulled it up into a ponytail. Then took a gulp of her coffee and then placed one hand back on the mouse and the other back between her thighs as she scrolled through eBay yet again looking at things she didn't need but could buy. She glanced at the clock and then clicked over to the other tab and chuckled and then winced as what she saw. She sighed again as pushed her chair back, stood up and bent down before slowly pulling up her knickers and skirt and tutting tucked her blouse back in all whilst still watching the screen.

***

"After you have thrown up and are dis dunk its much betterer to dink straight from the source. I can't then miss the mouth, as youse need to wash the throat!" Michelle stated as she staggered back from the cupboard carrying three small bottles of vodka handing two of them to Caitlin and Tina before falling back into her chair. "Open up and down the neck!" she ordered as she grinned lopsidedly.

Caitlyn giggled as she fought the top before finally twisting it and opening it and trying to get it to her mouth to take a gulp, she tipped it too much and a lot flowed around her mouth and down her red t-shirt darkening it in the process.

"Yuck and fuck!" she whined, wiping her face with her arm and then took another large gulp splashing more down her face and top.

"And you Tin!" Michelle slurred as Tina slouched in the chair reluctantly took a sip.

"Ugh, I am too sleepy."

Michelle burped, wiping her face with her arm "Don't worry me too, keep dinking. Its merry good!" As she slouched down too much and fell off her chair behind her desk with a large bang and then giggling crawled around to be on the floor beside the girls.

"Mum, help me I need a pee!" Caitlin exclaimed looking at the equally drunk Tina.

Tina giggled "Darling, what the fuck am I going to do about it You're a big girl, I am too pished already, and I am... I am... as pished as you!" She giggled merrily and took another gulp of her neat vodka licking her lips afterwards.

"Mum help me up?" Caitlin said, panicking. "Mich, what do I do?" She asked as she looked down on the floor with Michelle leaning against the side of her desk.

Michelle giggled and wiped her arm across her mouth again "Wery easy if you can't take em' off because you are schuck or legs don't want to work...release it just where you are like me!" She grinned as she separated her knees and legs wide for balance and sighed loudly as there was a loud hissing and then splashing noise and her own growing puddle spread from her now almost black dark green kickers between her thighs until it reached legs and as the pool started to cool she started hic upping. "Oh fuckity fuck" she stated as the hiccups built.

"Okay...oh mum, oh fuck!" Caitlin stated as there was an equally loud hiss as her bladder emptied through her leggings all over the towel, chair and the puddles combined on the tiled floor.

All three slowly swung their heads around and looked up as the door swung open.

Miriam watched the river flowing on to the floor and chuckled and shook her head "Hi how is everyone? Right Catlin and Tina, sadly your time is up this afternoon." She put her hands on her hips as she looked down, smiling widely with her as a stream continued to form on the uneven floor and started travelling towards the widow. "We can do this all again next week; I think on Wednesday, but it is time to get you home."

"Ohhhhh." Caitlin and Tina groaned in unison.

"Hic" Michelle chuckled from the floor. "Love you babes...hic"

"Sorry to end it now, but I need to wash, dry and try and sober Michelle up for our next customer."

"Babes I am wery wery wery good, I can be doing!" Michelle slurred her out reached hand trying and failing to pick the bottle of vodka up. She then hiccupped and burped and grinned and with seriously glazy eyes looked up at Miriam as she dribbled.

"Babes, I know you are!" She winced. "Right, come on you two let's get you all sorted."

***

With the very drunk Caitlin and Tina bundled giggling and groaning into the back of Brian's taxi wearing their spare leggings and t-shirts. Their vodka and urine stained clothes and underwear had been quickly stuffed in black bin bags.

Miriam returned to Michelle still trying to swig from the vodka bottle whilst pouring most of it down her sodden blouse whilst leaning against her desk.

"Can you get up?" She asked.

"Yeah, you too babes?" Michelle giggled "Love you babes."

"I love you too;" she said sternly "Can you get to the other office? We have got Pam in forty minutes and I must clean up all your piss and split vodka. Grrrr. I told you not to overdo it with these two!"

"I am good, okay babes, I done good!" Michelle replied as she tried to turn to get up before slipping in her puddle and landing sprawled out on to her side still holding the bottle vodka securely upright.

"Babes, you're not. Come on." Miriam bent down and grabbed the bottle reluctantly from Michelle's hands and put it firmly on the desk then put her arms though the hiccupping Michelle's armpits and dragged her across the floor. Her wet bottom painted a wide line of moisture across the floor, as if she was a paint brush, through the door and into the other office. Michelle was groaning the whole way until she was propped up against the desk.

Miriam filled up a glass of water and placed it in Michelle's hands, and encouraged to drink it. By bringing it to her lips. Then placed alongside her the trusty washing up bucket and then tutting turned and went back into the other office. Carefully walked across the soaking wet floor to the bathroom to try and not to fall over. Retrieved the mop and bucket and then over the next 10 minutes scrubbed the floor clean. She put the mop back in the bathroom and then went around with the air spray to clean the air.

She sniffed the air "More office, less piss stained pub floor." She triumphantly said out loud as she grinned successfully. She set out two chairs either side of the white line and dumped the soaking towels on the wet room floor, then rummaged around in the cupboard and pulled out the shot glasses placing them on both chairs.

Miriam quickly checked on Michelle who with her head tilted down on her right side and was drooling and snoring loudly still leaning against the desk. Miriam quickly picked up the phone and called Brian again. He was their friendly taxi driver, she booked a seven thirty pickup and then listened in to Caitlin and Tina singing badly out of tune in the back. She emphasised the need for the usual extra of towels and bucket on the back seat, and then sprinted upstairs. She pulled down her pink thong and rummaged around at the bottom of the drawer and pulled out her large turquoise comfortable 'drinking' knickers. Then stepping over it pulled it up under her black skirt. She opened the wardrobe and pulled out a new fresh white blouse, tugged the old sweaty one over her head, picked up the body spray off her chest of drawers dosing herself in it Then swiftly put on the fresh blouse, straightened her skirt and then checked her face and hair before huffing as she headed back down the stairs, just as the doorbell rang.

***

"Good evening Pam, please come in." Miriam smiled as she shook the hand of the well-presented 42-year-old busty blonde Pamela Kollack stood at the front door, in her low cut, waist hugging, mid-thigh little black dress.

"Oh no Michelle tonight, is she okay?"

Miriam smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "She is feeling a little under the weather, just sleeping it off."

"Oh, that's not good to hear."

"She will be fine; it happens to us all. Anyway..." Miriam clasped her hands together "...can you remind me what your Dutch courage of choice is for this evening?"

"Oh, I was thinking of white wine then Malibu." Pam smiled.

"Wonderful, please come in. I will get the party started!"

***

"So, Pam, how is work at the moment?" Miriam asked as continued the conversation as she topped up the wine glasses again.

"Stressful! That is why I am here; I find Michelle's prescribed system very relaxing on a Friday night."

Miriam nodded and picked up her glass. "Well, keep drinking, it's Saturday tomorrow and we shall soon be very relaxed!"