Mike Becomes a Toilet

 They all looked towards him in admiration. Mike Kirby was a new student in the class. It was his first day at college. He'd just moved into town from Europe and was 2 weeks late. However in view of his academic record the admissions office made an exception and let him in. He was tall and well built, with dark hair, blue eyes and he was extremely good-looking. Even Mrs. Sally Stevens who taught the anatomy class that he took, surveyed him lustfully before she turned to the class and introduced him.

"This is Michael Smith," she told the class. "He has just moved into town and joined our first year anatomy course. Welcome to the class Michael," she added. "I'm sure you'll like it here."

Michael settled down quite well and made a lot of friends. He lived nearby with his mother Peggy and sister Mariah. Mariah attended the High school just down the road from Michael's college while Peggy was an executive in a Bank. Everyone liked Michael.

But Michael had a darker side. He was extremely talented with electronics and electronic gadgets. He had designed and made his own compact spy camera. He had planted these at different positions in the ladies bathroom. He wanted to build his own collection of voyeur movies. The cameras collected images and passed them on to a small transmitter, which then sent the signals to a receiver in Michael's room where it got recorded on a VCR. The cells had to be changed once every two weeks. It had worked very well for two months now. He'd seen lots of female's nude. He loved seeing their asses. And he loved hearing their farts. He loved their performances on the commode.

One day Ms. Stevens was working late in her cabin in the Anatomy department, when she heard screams from the ladies bathroom just down the corridor. She jumped up and rushed down the corridor. On reaching the bathroom, she found two extremely pale girls inside.

"What happened?" she asked

"Oh Mrs. Stevens! You won't believe!" said Julia, one of the girls. "It was so horrible. I got such a scare."

"Oh yes Mrs. Stevens... Me too!" added Sandra the other girl. "It was......"

"Is too difficult for one of you to tell me what happened, girls?" said Sally "and we could do without the adjectives competition!"

"Yes Mrs. Stevens,"

There was a minute's silence.

"Well, GO ON!"

"Mrs. Stevens, there was a boy here in the ladies room. I walked into a stall and saw this guy bent over the commode with some sort of gadget. I screamed and he ran out"

"Do you know him?"

"No Ma'am"

"Can you recognize him?"

"I'm sure we could"

Sally took the girls to the computer and opened the students' records. After scanning the photos in the students' records, the girls singled out Michael as the only likely suspect.

Michael had gone into the ladies bathroom to change the cells in a couple of cameras. As he was changing one cell, a girl had walked in and screamed. She'd given him a scare. He ran out with his camera. He ran all the way to his car, started it, and charged out of the campus. On the way, he tossed the camera onto the river. He went straight home. He was still shaking. He didn't sleep that night. By dawn, however he was convinced that the girl who saw him had probably not seen him properly and would not recognize him.

Sally smiled to herself after the girls left. She'd wanted to make Mike her slave ever since she'd seen him the first day in class. She was a widow. Her husband was a cop. He got shot when he pulled over a drunken driver for speeding, leaving her to bring up their two daughters alone. Marla the elder one was now doing geology at the same college at which Sally worked. The younger one, Pamela, attended the High School in town. Sally never had a sexual desire adequately settled. Till now........

The next day after class she called Mike to her cabin.

"Mike if you're not doing anything this evening, I would appreciate it if you could come over to my place. I need you to help me out with something.." Mike willingly volunteered. He found Marla extremely cute.

When Michael had left Julia and Sandra entered, "Yes Mrs. Stevens, that was him." said Julia. Sally nodded and they left. Sally smiled.

Michael was on time that evening.

Sally did not beat around the bush. "Mike" she said, "I know you were in the ladies toilet yesterday"

Mike jumped up. "YOU CAN'T PROVE ANYTHING!" he yelled.

"Wanna bet perve," she yelled back. "I searched the toilets and found all your spy cams."

"So?"

"Well they have your fingerprints on them. And don't try to go and clean them up because I've had that toilet locked up. Your fingerprints are on the commode too. Now that doesn't look good, does it? A guy's fingerprints on the commode in the ladies toilet. Huh. Huh. And besides, Julie and Sandra, the girls who saw you there, have identified you from your photograph."

Michael looked defeated.

"Don't worry Mike, I'm not gonna report you. I'm giving you two choices. You make a choice. Your future depends on the choice." Sally told him. "Now the first option you have is to let me report you and then you may face the disciplinary committee. And of course, all the evidence will be produced. And you get chucked out college and the whole town will call you a perve."

"But you can save yourself. If you agree to be my slave for the rest of your life in your free time I might think about not reporting your escapades. The choice is all yours Mike! Think over it. I want an answer by tomorrow. If I don't hear from you, I will assume it's a 'no way!' and I'll have to go and report what you've done'. OK?"

Mike didn't have to wait. "I'LL DO IT."

"COOL!" said Sally.

"We'll start right now. I want you to do the dishes and the laundry and report to my room when you're done."

Michael got down to work. He did the dishes. Then he went to do the laundry. There was a massive pile of laundry. He put the first lot into the machine and was getting the next lot ready when he saw a pair of panties there. They had the initials "SS" marked on them in indelible ink. He took them up to him nose and breathed in the strong feminine odor. "These are definitely Mrs. Stevens," he thought. The smell gave him a hard on. His organ was so excited that it began to hurt in his pants. He noticed some brown streaks on the panties as if an unwashed bottom had worn them. He smelt it and then began to lick it. It really turned him on.

"AND WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?" thundered a voice from the doorway.

He looked up to see Sally glaring at him.

"I was going to give you a good time in my bed, but I don't think you deserve it. What you want is punishment. And I'm gonna give it to you." And she marched out.

When he was done he went up to Sally's room. She escorted him to her bathroom.

"Undress" She told him. He did. "Come here!" He went. "You wanna lick my pussy. HUH! Well you pathetic panty licker, since you liked what you found on my panties I'm gonna show the source."

She lifted her skirt, pulled off her hosiery and stuck her ass in his face. "LICK IT GOOD, YOU PATHETIC PIECE OF SHIT," she yelled. "LICK MY PRETTY LITTLE SHIT HOLE."

Mike hesitated. Sally turned. "Don't like the sound of it eh, well how's this sound?" And she brought her massive knee crashing into his nuts. He fell to the ground clutching his aching genitals. Sally squatted over his mouth.

"LICK MY ASSHOLE, YOU TURD. KISS IT. WORSHIP IT."

He began to lick it. She'd obviously not cleaned herself adequately after going that morning, and he had to lick pieces of her feces off her ass. His stomach turned and he wanted to puke, but he dare not stop licking.

"PUT YOU TONGUE UP MY ASS, YOU PIECE OF SHIT. ALL YOU'RE FIT FOR, IS TO BE A DUMP FOR A FEMALE BOTTOM YOU PERVERT."

Mike put his tongue up her ass and began moving it around in a circular pattern. Sally began bucking up and down on his tongue as her fucked her ass with his tongue. Simultaneously she began to finger herself and had massive orgasm. Mike too had a massive hard on.

"Oh so you like it." she said, "you better. You're gonna be doing this for a long long time."

Mike kept on licking. Suddenly she let loose a massive fart his mouth. Mike's cheeks blew out with her gas filling his mouth. It left a foul feeling in his mouth. But her dare not stop licking for he feared damage to his nuts. Two more installments of her gas followed.

"Mike," said Sally, "Your tongue has loosened my bowels. I really need to go. I'm gonna shit into your mouth."

"No Mrs. Stevens. Not that," pleaded Mike.

She laughed and farted again into his mouth. "You waste my shit and you'll regret," she warned him.

Mike looked up in horror as her anal sphincter opened up and a brown turd slipped out like a small snake. He opened his mouth and accepted her fudge. It smelt horrible and tasted foul.

"CHEW IT," she ordered. He bit into and its softer insides squished out leaving a horribly shitty taste in his mouth. She went on shitting into his mouth for about ten minutes. Then she ordered him to clean her up. She then fed him a generous helping of her golden pee.

Just as he was getting up, her daughters walked in. "Girls, you're just in time to use out new toilet," Sally told them.

Mike was made to lie down again. Marla took her place above his face. After much grunting and farting on his face, she dropped a torrent of diarrhea onto his face. He put his mouth to her bottom and swallowed it all. After he'd cleaned her Pamela sat on his face and fed him her shit for about five minutes. Then the sisters peed all over his face.

"You're gonna come here everyday for an hour on your way to college and two hours in the evening and do all my housework and give any of us toilet service if we need it."

When Mike came over the next day they fitted him into a portable toilet and used him. As the days passed mike began to get used to it. They continuously abused and degraded him. Once they even took him to a farewell party dressed up as a toilet bowl. Everyone at the party referred to him as Marla's toilet or as Pam's toilet. (They didn't know how close they were).

"Who's the shit inside?" they asked his mistresses. The kicked his nuts regularly and of course he ate all their shit and urine.

One day as Mike lay in the portable toilet waiting for the women to come and dump their human waste on him. He heard a voice. "Pam can I use your loo. I have to go real bad." The voice was familiar.

"OK," said Pam, "I'm gonna let you in on a secret no one outside this house knows. You gotta keep it to your self." There was a lot of whispering.

Then footsteps.

Then someone opened the lid of the toilet. To his horror Mike saw Mariah his sister standing there. Mariah's shock at seeing her brother in the toilet changed into a smirk.

"So big Bro.... You're the human toilet Pam and her family has been using. Well get ready to eat your little sister's human waste."

"No Sis," He pleaded. "Not you puhleeeeeeeeeeeeze."

But she just laughed at him. She turned, took off her jeans and panties, and sat down on the loo. Mike couldn't believe that his sister's bum was just inches from his face ready to dump her shit on him.

"WHOA! My brother is my best friend's toilet! OOOOOOOH!" Her sphincter opened and for the next quarter of an hour, Mike was eating his sister's shit and drinking her piss. It was a new level of degradation for him. "SORRY MIKE," said Mariah "But I really have to go." She made him clean her and then she got up walked out.

When Mike got home that evening his mother and sister were unwrapping a portable toilet. "Mike Come here," said his mother. "Mariah tells me you've been playing toilet to her friend's family." So we took the liberty of buying you a small gift. We thought you'd like to show your dear mother and sister how much you love and respect them. So why don't you come here and try out your new headgear!"

She guided him over to the toilet and fitted him. She then lifted her skirt and lowered her bum onto the toilet.

"Open up Mike. Mom's gonna feed her little boy." And she released a spray of her golden piss onto his face. He successfully caught most of it in his mouth. Then she took a massive dump into his mouth. This was even more degrading then when Mariah used him. When she finished, Mariah used him again. Now everyday all five women used him as a toilet.

On Mike's birthday, Peggy told Mariah to call the Stevens family over for lunch. "We'll give Mike a real shitty birthday party." The ladies arrived at the Kirby house on time. When Peggy opened the door, there was a wild scream "Peggy is that really you"

"Sally!" exclaimed Peggy. "What a surprise, I haven't seen you since high school"

"What a coincidence that our little girls are friends too." After catching up on times the women decided that the women had lunch.

Then they began to one by one feed Mike what they'd eaten for the last two days as his lunch. While they shat Sally suggested that the Kirby's Move into the upper apartment in Sally's two-apartment bungalow. They could pay the rent by letting her and her daughters use Mike as a toilet.

A month later Mike was married to Marla. A lady Justice of Peace at the Stevens residence performed the ceremony. All the female relatives of the bride and groom attended. Mike was now the only man in both families. When the ceremony was over the Justice of Peace told Mike, "You may now kiss the bride."

Mike turned to Marla and found that Marla had turned and lifted her skirt. "Go on, smooch me real good," she said. He French-kissed her ass and rotated his tongue in her rectum. Soon she fed him a generous portion of a putrid shit.

All the guests came to wish the couple. Mike had to French kiss all of them as he'd done to his new wife. And each of them gave him his wedding gift... a generous helping of their shit like his wife had done. After the reception, they all left promising to visit to use him.

Mike's life was now a misery. He was now only a toilet to all the women. His position in the household was now well known among female relatives and friends of the family. And they all came over to use him.

In fact, there was going to be a big gathering of women for thanksgiving lunch next week. The thought of it make him shudder....