Sister’s Toilet Slave Femdom Story
For the past week his situation as a toilet was getting even worse. After Amy’s boyfriend appeared, she started to lose interest in interacting with him. Not even teasing him as she liked to do from time to time. It seemed like he was just a temporary toy to keep her entertained until her boyfriend came back. Lisa’s new boyfriend was also staying over for a few days now and even if there was no difference in Lisa’s apathy towards Daniel’s existence, she still managed to “stab” him in his heart, by being visibly happier from Jamie’s presence. At least their mother, Jennifer, was still eager to tease and mock him, which despite the nature of their meetings, he felt it was better than being completely ignored.
However, tonight he was hopeful that someone from the guests could recognise him, perhaps a classmate or maybe someone curious enough to free his mouth and hear his side of the story. Especially with the new modifications they made to the toilet two days ago, he thought this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.
The entire old ceramic toilet bowl was replaced with a new crystal clear one. He wasn’t sure what material it was made from but it was shiny, it was very stylish looking and most importantly it was completely transparent. Even the toilet lid was made of the same material and was all see-through. He overheard one of the workers, during the installation, mentioning that the whole toilet upgrade cost was the staggering 8000£. Daniel couldn’t believe why they would spend so much money on a toilet bowl, even if it was this good looking, but eventually he figured one purpose was to further humiliate him in front of any guests, looking at him like a museum display, a display of contemporary living toilet art.
Another reason seemed to be purely out of practicality. At the back of the toilet, where in normal toilets the water tanks are placed, there was a small block that consisted of three compartments. There was a water tank, which was connected to the water system like a normal toilet. He noticed that after use and at fixed intervals, small amount of water was released from the sides of the bowl to flush any remaining residues or toilet paper and to keep him hydrated. He didn’t know how it all worked, but he guessed that it required several sensors placed at specific angles at the toilet bowl’s edge which monitored for anything dropped and for any remaining solids or liquid in the toilet bowl. That meant, there was no need for a flush button at all.It was all taken care of automatically.
There was also a food compartment where an unflavoured protein powder, mixed with vitamins was stored and released in small portions in the bowl with some water, twice a day, to balance the main diet the girls and their guests were putting him through. The final compartment contained liquid medicine which was released twice a week to prevent possible infections and such, caused by the regular quantities of shit and urine which he was consuming.
There was another significant addition. On the inside, the toilet bowl looked almost indistinguishable from a normal toilet. Instead of Daniel’s face being exposed at the bottom of the bowl, there was now an oval shaped, clear bowl with a hole in its centre that was fitting perfectly inside the toilet, so it was preventing any waste from getting down to Daniel in other way than draining through the plastic tube in the centre. Daniel’s mouth was now attached to the bottom of the tube and only his lips were visible through the hole. When his mouth was forcefully opened to drain anything coming through the pipe his lips parted and made a seal around it.
Some of these improvements such as clear view of the bathroom, water and a little bit of protein powder he was happy for, but there were also additions he didn’t like at all. One such addition was the new air ventilation system. Yes, the girls went as far as installing an air ventilation system on the toilet, so what felt as a light, pleasant air draft that tickled their bare bottoms when using him, was actually carrying away the unpleasant smell of their pee and poo. It was nice addition for the girls but for him it was hell. The ventilation system was designed so the smell was absorbed through vents on the side of the toilet bowl and was carried through a pipe that blasted right at Daniel’s face. That made all the nasty smell much more intense for him when someone was using the toilet.
Right after the workers have finished installing the new toilet he was taken aback by the stronger smell of his first user’s shit – Amy. Looking at her mushy poo sliding down the tube and having the strong smell blasting in his nose was too much for him to take and he threw up. It was horrible. His vomit made it out of the tube, only to be pressed back down in his throat by the rest of Amy’s semi-liquid poop.
The vents were providing him with plenty of air, but essentially his lungs were being used to filter the nasty smell.
He knew that this was not a random overlook on the design of the ventilation system but rather its intended purpose. To make his suffering even worse.
All of these improvements, together with the girls’ lack of interest in him hinted towards something frightening. The improvements were not for him, but for them. He was actually being transformed into a low maintenance toilet, which required no attention from the girls when being used. All they need to do was to do their business, wipe and leave. Food, water and cleaning were all taken care of automatically. He was turning so quickly into a toilet that required no special attention. The maids didn’t even need to clean the toilet bowl, as its surface was coated with a special layer that prevented anything from sticking to it. No liquids or solids. Anything dropped inside easily drained inside the tube in Daniel’s mouth and into his stomach. The food compartment needed to be refilled once a month and the medicine was enough to cover him for the whole planned stay as a toilet.
Alright, this is the bathroom” Lisa switched on the lights and pushed the door open. -“Thanks, Liz. I won’t be long.” Nina entered, locked the door behind her and hurried to the toilet.
Daniel looked at the approaching girl from his transparent prison. She was a young, fit looking brunette with long hair, wearing a short black and blue striped dress with elegant, slim fitted white shirt and high-heel black sandals. He couldn’t miss her beautiful feminine face and large and well-shaped breasts bulging out of her shirt. It wasn’t difficult to tell that she must be turning a lot of men’s heads in public.
Daniel’s heart started beating fast again when he saw the girl lifting the toilet lid up and looked inside. She paused for a moment and looked down at him. “Thank god! She’s looking at me” he cheered in his mind. “Please, help me out of here” he squirmed in his straps. “I want to talk to you…” he continued his monologue in his mind. However the girl didn’t seemed moved at all by his begging expression on his face and as if she didn’t even see him, proceeded to lift her dress up and let her red laced panties drop on the floor before lowering her well-toned butt on the seat behind her. “Mmm mmm… please, I am innocent…turn back…” his heart started to hurt again. By instinct he looked up at her butt hole and pussy, awaiting the inevitable. His next portion of never ending humiliation. “I don’t deserve this…” his eyes moistened with tears. The few drops of urine coming out between Nina’s pussy lips quickly turned into a strong torrent, hitting with force the transparent cover above Daniel. Myriad of droplets scattered on its surface only to slide moments later back towards the entrance of the tube, forming a small pond. Below, Daniel was swallowing the salty, yellow liquid at his limit, but he was still overwhelmed by the amount of pee that girl was expelling. “She must’ve been holding it for quite some time”, he thought.
Moments after she was done peeing, there was no traces of any liquid being spilled in the toilet bowl. All of it had drained and he had now a clear view of Nina taking a handful of toilet paper and thoroughly wiping herself dry. When she finished, she dropped the crumpled paper in the bowl and stood up, pulling her panties up.
Shortly, a small amount of water was released automatically in the bowl and she watched as it spun the wad of paper a couple of times around the whole before disappearing in it. Then she replaced the lid and washed her hands before joining Lisa outside.