toilet pig
By: dirtymind

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a boy is transformed into a human toilet. warning: this story contains scatological themes and body modifications, including amputation.


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The toilet pig hung there, as if a work of art. Come to think of it, it was a work of art. I created it for my enjoyment. What swung before me on chains was a living, breathing, writhing, stinking piece of human meat modified into my human toilet; a living shit hole, molded into craving nothing more than my piss and shit. It hung there in place of a porcelain toilet in my gleaming white bathroom day and night, aware of the passing time only by the frequency with which I chose to use it.

I looked it over and admired its hairless torso with no arms or legs. They had been removed just below the shoulders and just above the thighs to create short stumps. Where its legs and arms used to be were installed four eye hooks cemented into the bone stubs left behind by the amputation. These had taken several months to heal to ensure that the toilet could be suspended indefinitely from chains hooked into the ceiling. Once healed, the shit hole hung approximately at cock height facing the ceiling. Around its neck was a padded rubber and steel posture collar that caused the head to tilt back and up slightly, placing it within perfect reach of my hanging cock. A button on the wall, when pressed, would lower the shit hole to a level low enough so that it could be placed under a padded toilet seat situated over its mouth. There was no hair on the head or torso of the shit hole, and the word “TOILET” had been tattooed on its forehead and again on its chest above the nipples to visually reinforce its purpose in my home.

The toilet gurgled softly. What once was the boy’s mouth was now the piss and shit hole, devoid of teeth. Its larynx had been removed, along with its tonsils; they merely got in the way when I was taking a shit. Its throat muscles have been trained to swallow in rapid succession to accommodate even the largest dumps or biggest piss loads I create. I had perfected an antibacterial treatment that rendered its stomach and digestive system extremely robust in accommodating and processing my shit and piss. Accompanied by protein syrup fed to it each week, my human toilet could survive indefinitely on my piss and shit.

Its cock had been removed and the urethra had been relocated to the anus. A piss plug was inserted into this new hole. I kept the balls intact, for the most part. Over several months during the human toilet transformation process, I stretched its balls with steel ball stretchers until they hung approximately 18 inches from its torso. A chain was attached to the last stretcher and mounted into the same ceiling frame where its stump hooks were fixed.

The muscles surrounding the anus had been purposefully paralyzed during a surgical procedure to ensure that the large steel plug that was inserted would never come loose. The plug had two parts; a hollow base plug, and a cap that could be unscrewed and fitted with a hose to rinse out the toilet as needed. This also kept what little shit the toilet produced from falling out when it wasn’t supposed to.

Its ears have been cut off. The ear drums have been removed, rendering the shit hole completely deaf. The remaining portion of the ear was pierced with steel rings that framed the shit hole perfectly. Its septum also was pierced with a matching ring. Rings were inserted in each nipple, as well. I had also taken out its eyes, removed the eyebrows and eyelashes, and inserted gleaming steel eggs into the eye sockets. The shit hole looked like a gleaming fixture fitting to receive my piss and shit whenever needed.

I pressed the button on the wall and lowered the shit hole to the floor. The toilet seat swung out from the wall just over its head. I sat down and gave the shit hole’s septum piercing a playful tug. I interacted with it enough to know it was still with me, still serving proudly as my shit hole. Slowly, my shit emerged and fell slowly into my toilet hole. It swallowed in perfect rhythm to my shit without gagging, gurgling softly as mucus and saliva bubbled up around my logs of shit. It functioned efficiently, quietly, and gratefully as its sole purpose as my living toilet. I smiled to myself as it began to lick my asshole clean. I stood up and left the toilet at floor level while I pissed into the rapidly disappearing shit in its mouth. The shit hole continued to swallow rapidly, consuming every last ounce of waste I produced for it.

I would send my houseboy into the bathroom soon to flush out the toilet hole and unplug the piss hole to let it drain. I walked out of the room and turned off the light, relieved and pleased that I had done such a fine job in transforming my beloved boy into my favorite appliance in my home.



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