The Meat Toilet Training Begins in Earnest - Part 1
The lubricant being pushed deep into my anus was painfully clear, even through the thin barrier of fabric. The moment it slipped inside, a cold, heavy liquid began to fill me from the inside, sliding down to pool and press against every sensitive inch of my intestines. At the same time, his rough hands tore the clothes from my body with brutal efficiency. The sleeveless shirt I had worn to the office was ripped off and thrown aside, followed by the bra, leaving my bare breasts fully exposed to the cool air of the room. What remained clinging to me were nothing but the high stockings and the skirt, now stripped of every other layer.
The instant the last thread of fabric vanished, the warning shot came right on cue. A light tingling vibration pulsed against my lower belly, right above where the plugged toy rested.
“Ah… hah… wait… my lower belly… my lower belly… it hurts…!”
“Shut up.”
“Hic… ye-yes…!!”
“If you just lie down on this floor, I’ll kill you right here. So if you don’t want to be socially dead, hold it in.”
“Ahh…”
I could not resist. With only the skirt and stockings left on, every other inch of me was stripped bare while I desperately fought to keep the enema from spilling out. All I could do was clench every muscle inside me and lie on the bed with my knees pulled as tight as possible toward my chest.
It felt like hours had passed.
“Ah… I… I can’t hold it anymore…! Please… send me to the bathroom…!”
“Be quiet. No more drama. One minute is already up. Hold for five full minutes.”
“Ah… you… you can’t…!”
I still could not believe only a minute had passed. How the hell was I supposed to last four more minutes…?
Even though it had only been inserted moments ago, the urge to be socially ruined was already crushing me.
“Ugh… hah… ahh…!!”
My insides churned like a storm inside my stomach. I twisted my body into a tight ball and kept fighting through it.
“Shut up.”
“Ahh… uh…!”
“Shut up.”
Slap!
“Hic!!!!”
His palm cracked hard against my cheek.
“Answer me. Answer.”
“N-no… yes…!! Ah… ugh…!”
“If you can’t hold for five minutes, tell me now and go take a shit. Instead.”
“Hic… r-really…?”
“Right in front of me.”
“Ah… ah… no… I… I hate…”
“Then hold for five minutes.”
“Ah… I’m so embarrassed… I can’t… ahh!!! ”
If I broke five minutes, I would have to shit myself right in front of him. The thought of him watching me do it made the shame burn so hot I could barely stand it.
Sweat poured down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut and forced my body to stay perfectly still, legs locked tight, fighting every cramp and every desperate push from inside.
“Ugh… ah…”
My willpower was breaking, but the moans kept spilling out of my throat anyway.
He simply watched me and the clock in silence.
“Hah… ah… my belly… my belly hurts… I’m going to… come out… Master…”
The word “Master” slipped out of its own accord, raw and helpless.
“Um… come here.”
Even through the panic, his low voice reached my ear, urgent and trembling like a desperate angel.
I squeezed my anus as tight as I could and somehow managed to push myself up.
“Ah… thank… you… Master…”
Even as I stood, I kept my legs pressed together so tight I could barely move, but the churning in my stomach was too violent for me to stand straight. The only thing I could do was crawl forward on all fours like a female dog, belly scraping the floor.
“Wait.”
He called me back.
“Ugh… hic…!”
It was urgent… I was about to burst…
My mind went completely blank.
I could not obey, could not move, could only stay frozen.
“What is this? Expensive, right?”
“Hic… ah… yes…?”
“This one. This one right here.”
His finger flicked against my exposed pussy.
“Hic… ah… ah…!”
The sudden vibration traveled straight through the C-string egg lodged deep inside my vagina, sending sharp jolts of unwanted pleasure.
I had completely forgotten about it. I had left it inside me since I got home.
“Ah… this… hic…♥”
My anus was about to explode. My vagina was stuffed and locked in place by the egg. I was going insane.
I could not think straight. I was barely holding onto my sanity by the thinnest thread.
“I’ll pull it out.”
“Ah… no… no…!!! If you pull it now…!!! ”
Pulling it now might actually kill me…
The terrifying fear that I would be socially ruined flooded my entire body.
“Stop with the nonsense.”
He gripped the C-string egg lodged in my pussy and pulled.
“Gah… ooooooooh!!!!”
The thing inside me was ripped out roughly, and a rush of hot liquid gushed out between my thighs.
A guttural animal sound tore from my throat.
It was not my voice. It was the voice of a pig… squealing like a pig being slaughtered.
Yes… that is exactly what it sounded like. A pig’s scream ripped out of me against my will.
“Ahhhhhh!!! ”
The moment the C-string egg left my pussy, warm water flooded out in a sudden gush.
“Ah… hic… hic…!”
I was so humiliated I wanted to die. I had actually shit myself. I realized it the second it happened.
Tears streamed down my face without permission.
I did not want to face this nightmare. If I looked at it with my own eyes, I would probably lose my mind right there.
But… something felt different.
The churning in my stomach was still there.
“Shut up.”
“Hic… hic…!”
The tears that had been held back finally broke. There was no wall left to stop them.
It was truly pathetic.
“Answer when I tell you to!”
Slap!
“Hic…!! Hic… hic…!”
His palm cracked against my cheek again.
“Kyah…!!”
Suddenly he grabbed my hair and forced my head to turn toward the puddle of yellow liquid on the floor.
“Ah… kya…! No…! I don’t want to see…!”
I could not bear to look. It was too much.
But he did not let go of my hair.
Slap!
“Ahh…!”
“Eyes open.”
“Hic… no… don’t… ”
I had been crying so hard I could not open them, but his threat made me obey.
“…wh-what…?”
In front of me was a yellow puddle.
“Shut up.”
“Hic… ah…”
I was confused. I had thought it was shit… but it was not.
“It’s pee, isn’t it?”
Slap!
“Hic!!!!”
His hand slammed hard against my ass.
The relief that flooded me was immediate. It was really pee.
I had held the enema in for him, and the only thing that came out was pee.
Shame crashed over me on top of it.
“Hic… ahh…!!!”
My belly started to hurt again. The relief had vanished, and my intestines were reacting once more.
“I… I need to… go to the bathroom… quickly!!”
The pressure was unbearable.
“Go.”
“G-g-g-go… thank you, Master…!!! ”
I stood up on two legs with pure gratitude in my heart—only for him to stop me.
“Shut up.”
“Hic… ye-yes…?”
“Who said anything about walking on two legs?”
“Ah… ah…!”
I was not qualified to walk on two legs.
From the second I stepped through the door of this motel room, I had become nothing but an animal below the meat toilet.
“Hic…!”
My stomach churned again.
I had reached my limit.
“Down.”
“Ah… please… spare me…! Master…!”
“Down.”
“Hic… ah…”
The moment he repeated the command, I knew things would get much worse. I lowered myself slowly onto all fours again.
“Crawl like a dog. You want to be treated like a human here?”
“Hic… ah…! I’m… I’m sorry…!”
My belly hurt, but there was nothing I could do.
I had to obey his orders. If I resisted, the play would end. Right now, all I could think about was getting to the bathroom.
I crawled forward on all fours like a female dog, one step at a time toward the bathroom.
“Ah… ahh…!”
Every time I lifted a leg, a loud gurgling sound came from inside my belly.
Maybe the superhuman strength I was using to hold it was all that was keeping me conscious right now.
“Hic… ah…!”
Only about half the distance to the bathroom remained. About fifteen dog-like steps.
“Ah… ahh…!!”
Even with superhuman willpower, the recoil came. A stream of pee shot out from between my legs again.
The skirt and stockings were already soaked from the earlier incident.
But I had no energy left to care.
All I could think about was crawling like a dog, getting to the bathroom, and forcing the enema out. One careful step at a time.
“You crazy bitch.”
Slap!!
“Hic!!!!”
Even on the verge of shitting himself, he slapped my ass hard.
My ass jiggled like pudding under the impact.
His palm was burning.
I endured the situation even though it was on the brink of exploding.
“Looking at you holding back just to keep up the illusion of humanity.”
“Hic… ah…!”
I had no strength left to answer. I could only crawl.
I had to crawl like a dog all the way to the bathroom.
There was almost nothing left.
The open toilet door was right in front of me.
Seven steps…
Six steps…
Five steps…
Four steps…
I finally reached the bathroom.
I stood up instinctively, grabbed the door, stepped inside, closed it, and locked it.
The deep sigh of pure anger that Master let out reached my ears, but I had no energy to care.
Even in that chaos, I reached over and turned the faucet on the sink, then sat on the toilet.
After the storm finally passed and I finished cleaning everything up, the fear I had been pushing down rushed back.
If I let myself be trained like this…
Without permission, my pussy got wet, and I started peeing again.
It was urine mixed with the remaining enema liquid.
Fortunately, since I was sitting on the toilet, the pee went straight into the bowl.
‘Probably… ah…’
Fear and excitement crashed into me together.
I had no idea what would happen next, but one thing was certain: the level of this play would only keep rising.
I stared at the toilet in front of me.
‘Toilet… meat toilet…’
The realization that this sitting toilet and I were exactly the same thing made my pussy wet again.
“Hah…!”
I had become a meat toilet.
The thought alone made my pussy wet once more.
“Hic…!”
I took a small breath, wiped the remaining pee from my pussy with toilet paper, flushed, stood up, and opened the bathroom door.
The moment I stepped out, his voice cut through the air.
“Stand. Down.”