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Seven Flushes -a grrside story-

"That's what happens when you talk shit about my Halloween costume, potty mouth!" The obese frog croaked with anger as he adjusted his robe, his penis still dripping urine from the foreskin.

Gee, you'd think the fat frog would've had some sense of humor. The only thing you had done to him was crack a few jokes about his goofy-looking Halloween costume in front of everybody at the party. Sure, maybe stepping on his fake magician's robe on purpose so the fat fucker would tumble out of it had been a bit harsh, but if Ranito had been wearing underwear under those old rags he wouldn't have ended up with nothing but a pointy straw hat to cover his shame.

But when the frog had called you over to the men's bathroom for a little 'talk' you would've never guessed that his magic baton wasn't a prop but the real deal. Before you could figure out where the toilet from the middle stall had disappeared to, you felt your entire body reshaping. Your skin became porcelain white and your mouth opened wide into an 'O' shape. Your body fused to your mouth and your limbs were rendered useless as they fused to the rest of your frame, your clothing coming apart. You tried to articulate a few curse words but your throat was being turned into a pipe that pumped water into your open mouth. It was strange, it was like producing lots of saliva but for some reason the water that came out felt extremely sensitive as if your tongue had dissolved into the water gifting you a new and completely alien sense of taste.

You saw a second pipe appear inside the stall, emerging from the ground like a very thick snake. The pipe grew rock hard and slithered towards you, dripping sewer water like a huge cock looking for an ass to fuck. Fearing the fate that awaited you, you turned around to run. Grave mistake. The pipe launched itself in search of the ripe anus to be connected to, and soon you felt it going up your rectum. You tried to struggle but the dominant pipe forced you into a sitting position right where the previous toilet had been sitting moments ago. Before long, the pipe on your mouth and the pipe on the floor were one and the same.

You didn't need the frog to tell you what you had become, but he was about to show you anyway. With a wicked smile the frog removed his robe and let you take a closer look at his poorly-endowed dick and round yellow balls... Oh, wait. He isn't just letting you see them up close, he's actually letting his bladder go all over you.

You tried your hardest to scream as he showered you with a stream of stinking frog piss. To make things worse the fat fucker's aim was piss-poor, the yellow urine splashing all over your porcelain body. But the worst was when the stream *did* hit you directly in the water inside your mouth... Yes, you could taste every little drop that splashed in your water, and the fucking frog was forcing a huge stream down your throat.

"Yeah... I hope you like piss and shit because that's what you are now, one more dirty toilet in a pub's male restroom..." He let the words sink in on you. Not like you could answer anyway.

The fat frog threw your shredded clothing into one of the trash cans and put his costume back on. He adjusted his robe, his penis still dripping urine from the foreskin, but before leaving he sighed reluctantly and left your sorry toilet self with a few parting words. "Just to let you know, the spell will be broken once your chain is pulled seven times. After all, I'm not a monster. Enjoy your next seven meals!" The frog croaked as a farewell and immediately after that the fat frog who had cursed you to become an inanimate object whose only purpose was to be urinated and excremented on was gone.

And he hadn't flushed.

The bastard!

Your porcelain bowl self was now drenched in the fat frog's piss. Not only was the nasty liquid in your throat disgusting as hell, but the frog had left your pitiful self unflushed knowing full well that you needed to have your chain pulled seven times in order to turn back!

If only you could pull your own chain somehow... Your chain was dangling right there next to your water tank but not matter how hard you tried to move your heavy porcelain body wouldn't budge a single inch. So close, yet so far...

Your eyes and nose had been transformed into an inexpressive and completely unremarkable toilet seat, judging from your current point of view and the smelly and incredibly itchy drop of frog piss that was dripping right between your nostrils. You stared right into the wall in front of the stall you were enclosed in (not like you could do anything else) and noticed a small partly opened window in the upper part of the wall. This small window could have been a very welcome source of entertainment for an inanimate toilet if the restroom hadn't been partially underground, because all you could see through it were shoes walking in and out of the pub.

"Help! Some lunatic turned me into a toilet!" You yelled as loudly as you could, but the people outside kept on with their own business. "Please! Someone help me!"

Suddenly the door to the restroom opened. For a few seconds, the loud music and the wild chatter of the Halloween party sneaked into the room. You could hear people chatting and laughing, completely oblivious to your current situation. Then the door closed again and everything went silent except two giggling voices.

"Damn, you look so fucking hot in that pirate costume." A high-pitched voice said.

The two headed in. Once they entered the field of view of your stall, you took a good look at them.

"Heh, I'd travel the seven seas with you perched on my shoulder." Said the much more gruffy-sounding middle-aged wolf. He was dressed in a pirate captain costume, complete with a fake peg leg and all.

"Teeheehee. Aww, you only say that because I'm a parrot." The lispy young parrot's costume was also pirate-themed, although it wasn't nearly as detailed as the wolf's. "To be frank I'd rather have my captain's dick perched on my ass." "Hey! Over there! You have to help me!" You cried out. "Some frog has... Yuck! Hey, get a room, you two!" You were surprised by the couple's eagerness as they began french-kissing right in front of you. You weren't used to seeing public displays of affection this close to you. Seemingly following your advice, the couple got a room... and that room was your stall. Then it dawned on you: to these two it wasn't a public display of affection. As far as they were concerned, there wasn't anyone else in the restroom.

You felt a pit down in your water tank. Even after your transformation, you still thought of yourself as a person, but for everyone else you were just a toilet. Nobody cares if a toilet is watching them.

"Listen! I'm not a toilet, I was cursed and I need you to pull my chain seven times!" You pleaded to them. But the couple apparently wasn't able to hear you. They were too busy eating each other out to notice the inaudible water bubbles that you were creating in your mouth. "Fuck, I'm so hard." Said the wolf, and he positioned the parrot's wing on his crotch as if the bird needed evidence. The parrot rubbed the canine's groin as if concluding that the evidence needed further examination. "Hey! HEY!" You kept pleading for attention to no avail. The parrot lowered the captain's pants and holy shit, that thing was big! "Are you two deaf or something?!" The wolf whimpered in pleasure when the parrot's small tongue caressed his most precious treasure. You presentiated impotently how the couple engaged in oral sex while you could do nothing but watch everything that happened in the small enclosure. Eventually the captain forced the bird's pants down and looked hungrily at the tender booty he had attained. "Hey... What are you doing?!" The parrot exclaimed. "Isn't it obvious?" Stated the wolf licking the bird's asshole. "I'm gonna fuck your little bird hole real good..." The parrot however seemed uncomfortable about that. "...Did you bring the lube?" "Uh... I forgot..." The wolf blushed. "But it wouldn't be the first time we fuck raw anyway..." "No way!" Protested the parrot. "Last time you almost teared my asshole off me with that thing!" He pointed accusingly at the 'thing', which apparently turned out to be the wolf's schlong. "Seriously, if the only reason you wanted to come to this party was to fuck my hole in the restrooms you should've brought some lube!" "Well, that wasn't my intention, but you made me so horny that... Well..." The wolf looked sadly at the parrot, who had put his pants back on already as you watched all the drama unfold. "I was about to cum... Just a little bit more and..." "No, bad doggy." The parrot said bluntly. "But... But...!" The wolf looked at the bird with puppy eyes. "Hahaha, just kidding! You're so adorable when you make that face! Sure, I'll help you get rid of that misbehaving boner..." The parrot said and the wolf wagged his tail happily.

...You had no idea how to make head or tails of these kind of relationships. Seriously, they argued and reconciled in less than half a minute? "Okay, I'm glad for you two, but please, can you pay me attention for a moment?" You said. The wolf and the parrot turned towards you. "Thank you. So as I was saying, a frog turned me into this. Would you be so kind and pull my chain seven times?" The parrot hugged the wolf and jerked the hard canine cock with his wings. "Yeesh, are you even listening? Could you kept your sexual drives in check for a second?!" "Ughhh..." The wolf whimpered with delight and closed his eyes. Something was wrong. You were talking to them but they didn't appear to understand you. Bit by bit, you had a certain suspicion that you had lost your ability to talk at all! "Shit... Shit!!!" You cried out when you realized this. How could you have been so naive to think that the frog would've let you retain your voice?! So then, the reason the wolf and the parrot had turned towards you was... "Ughhhhhh!!!!!" The wolf's balls retracted and the parrot aimed directly into your bowl. "No...No...! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" A giant splurge of canine cum shoot right inside your wide-open mouth. The wolf seed tasted salty and utterly disgusting. Worse still, it floated around inside your tongue made of water. "Ohhhh...!" The wolf exclaimed from the depths of his afterglow. This couldn't be happening, that wolf couldn't have just used you as a receptacle for his semen...! "Hey... Aren't you gonna repay the favor?" Said the parrot to his lover with a wink. Fuck.

You had to endure a second jack off session as the wolf semen remained inside your mouth... And a second splurge of semen, this time coming from inside the bird's babymakers. The wolf hadn't been nearly as careful when aiming his partner's dick and some of the avian cum had impacted against your body and the floor. You wanted to cry tears of humiliation but your eyes remained as inanimate as before. "Don't forget to flush." Said the parrot as both men got cleaned up and ready to return to the party. Flush? YES! That meant that you'd be closer to returning to your normal self! The husky pirate wolf examined you all over. His eyes looked at the mixed splurge of cum floating around in frog piss in your mouth with a little hint of disgust. Geesh, if he's disgusted looking at it he should imagine what it would feel to have that mess of bodily fluids in your mouth! Finally, the wolf grabbed your chain tightly with his paw. You would have let out a yelp if you could: for some reason your chain felt like it used to be a very sensitive part of your old body, although you couldn't figure out which one. And then the wolf pulled it. "AAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHH!" You cried out in pain. But what happened afterwards was worthy to belong in a nightmare.

You swallowed.

Yes, all the cum and piss went right through your throat until finally the pipe drained the fluids. You had never felt this disgusted in your whole life. It was so intense that you felt as if your tongue had been swallowed too, which is probably what had happened. Luckily (or unfortunately) your water tank was quick to replace your water tongue with a brand new one that felt just as sensitive as the old one, ready for your further usage and abuse. You wanted to throw up, but it was better if you didn't lest you wanted the crap from the sewers spewing out from your throat. After coming back to your senses after that weird trip of awful emotions you noticed that the gay couple had exited the restroom already. Your body was still dirty with drops of piss and semen, but hey, your mouth tasted like pristine water now. That small sense of relief was short-lived however, because you then realized that you needed to repeat that exact same experience six more times. Oh shit, why did you have to prank that fat frog?! The green dude was just trying to enjoy the party like everyone else, there was no reason at all for you to publicly humiliate him. If you only had kept your potty mouth shut back then...! Now you were just a regular toilet for everyone! You wished your harsh punishment had ended, that the frog in a wizard costume would come through the door and say something along the lines of... "Well, it looks like you learned your lesson! You're regretful of your actions and that's what matters. I'll undo the spell with my magic wand and you'll be back to normal in a jiffy! I hope you'll think twice before bullying anyone else again!"

Alas, that wasn't what happened. You heard heavy steps approaching, but they didn't belong to the frog who had cursed you. Instead, they belonged to an extremely overweight elephant. His policeman uniform barely fit him, the buttons on his shirt bursting at the seams. If you had been capable of speech you'd had felt relieved. You could have explained the whole situation to the officer and he'd done everything in his power to help you. But mute as you were, you wouldn't feel any sense of relief at all. Most probably this obese elephant was the one going to relief himself on you. You cursed your powerlessness. As you feared, the elephant chose to come into your stall. His corpulent body was fidgeting, hands on his crotch trying desperately to unfast his belt. Now that you thought about it, what if the elephant's uniform was actually a Halloween costume...? Hard to tell. Police officer or not he seemed to be drunk, he could barely stand upright and he had forgotten how his belt was supposed to work. The elephant danced around in the minuscule stall just for you until, miraculously, he managed to unfast his belt. "Ugh, finally!" Said the huge elephant. "I was afraid I'd go in my pants!" Yeah, because going inside your mouth was much better, your porcelain self thought. Then the cop dropped his pants and then his undies. You'd have gasped if you could. Holy shit, his buttocks were enormous! Those were the biggest orbs of man flesh that you had seen in your entire life! And those huge orbs were creeping closer and closer at your face... Wait... Why was he sitting instead of... OH SHIT! The giant buttocks spread apart, and from within, a huge anus let out a small fraction of the toxic gas contained inside right on your toilet seat face. Fuck, this couldn't be happening! The elephant sat down on your mouth. The elephant's "lower trunk" was enormous as well, the tip of his foreskin touching your water tongue. "Yikes! It's cold!" The elephant yiped in surprise. "Ugh! It's so wrinkly and salty... This is so freaking gross!" You thought as you tasted the schlong. Your toilet lid face could only stare at his huge crack. You couldn't tell if not being able to see when his poop would go into your mouth was a curse or a blessing. You felt him pushing hard, but nothing would come out. His back and his groin started sweating profusely as he tried his best to defecate on you. You were so scared of what was about to happen that you'd be shaking if you weren't immobile. However the elephant was just letting nature take its course. He was so unmoved by your suffering that he searched his pants for his cellphone and started browsing the web. For some reason his unawareness made you feel worse. He was about to take a dump right inside your throat and he was so nonchalant about it! What did he-

DUMP!

You felt a sudden weight on top of your tongue. And it was the most disgusting thing you had ever tasted. "Ahhhhh....Ahhhhh....AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Ugh! This is a big one!" The elephant said as he continued reading news articles on his phone. Hell, this was completely disgusting! The giant TURD was inside your mouth, your water tongue savoring the taste...! The weight grew heavier. Oh, FUCK! He hadn't finished yet?! He pushed harder and sweated even more. Then left out a big sigh of relief. The elephant pocketed his phone and stood up. He turned around and when he saw you his mouth went wide open. "Hell, that looks like the biggest fat snake of a turd I've ever shat!" The elephant cried out when he saw the gross monster he had just gave birth to. "Ugh! It's so fucking disgusting!"

The cop took a roll of toilet paper and started wiping his ugly crack. In an impressive showcase of multitasking, he put his slimy trunk over your sensitive chain and pulled it forcefully. You felt the depths of your soul being devoured once again into the void. Your tongue started twirling and dancing along with its turd companion. With each twirl, your tongue impacted against the huge piece of excrement, forcing you to taste it once again over and over. It was a beautiful ballet with a nasty flavour. "Uh-oh..." The elephant realized something was wrong. He had flushed but his monumental turd was still inside your mouth. Your tongue turned brown in color, and instead of disappearing, your dirty water overflowed. "Fuck! I can't deal with this now!" The elephant grabbed the handle of your chain with both hands and pulled it once more and, again, you felt your water overflowing. "C'mon you fucking toilet, do your work well!" He commanded as he pulled your handle with so much force that you felt a great deal of pain. You were going through a rollercoaster of emotions. The giant turd clogging your mouth, the elephant bad-mouthing you, your chain being mishandled... Your mind was about to break. It was too much! Please, make it all stop!

SNAP!

You felt yourself losing a very important part of you. You stared at the elephant and saw him holding the detached chain of a toilet. "Ahhh! That's mine!" "Shit! I busted the thing!" The elephant looked at the chain without knowing what to do with it. He ran out of the stall to make sure nobody had heard him break it. "HEY! Don't go! That's very important to me! Give it back!" You thought. The elephant didn't want to pay the repair bill, so he decided to hide the evidence. In a hurry he threw the chain through the small window on the wall. He then came towards you. You were overflowing with shit. And with no chain you felt like something was missing. The elephant solved this ugly problem in the most simple way possible: closing your toilet lid face. Suddenly the outside world ceased existing to your senses. In the darkness all you could feel, smell and taste was shit.

Shit, turd, poo, crap, excrement...

You could only think about the feces inside you for what seemed like forever. You nearly went insane. "Oh fuck! This must be what hell feels like!" You thought over and over, wondering if hell was even that horrible compared to this. It was hard to keep track of time, but the next time you saw light it was daytime already. You felt a great sense of euphoria. "Ohhh! Light! Fresh air! This feels amazing! I've never felt more grateful to see the light of day...!" The person who had lifted your lid was one of the cleaners that worked at the pub. He took a good long look at your contents and held his nose. "Yuck! Fucking disgusting!" And less than a second later he let your toilet lid face closed down again. "Ahhhh! No! Wait! Come back! Don't leave me closed! I can't breathe down here!" The cleaner used his phone right next to you to call a plumber but on the other side of the line they told him that the plumber wouldn't be here until after the weekend.

Shit, turd, poo, crap, excrement, feces, cowpie...

The plumber finally came to fix you up the next Wednesday. You felt violated when he put his plunger down your throat but it was a small piece to pay to finally get rid of the elephant dung. The plumber took out a brand new chain from his bag and attached it to you. Finally you were a clean useable toilet again. After being pulled once by the gay couple and thrice by the elephant you just needed to have your chain pulled three more times.

When a monkey flushed after pissing and shitting on you while chewing gum, you were enthusiastic. Although you didn't exactly appreciate when he placed the chewed gum on what used to be your right buttcheek. Not much later, a stag took a quick whiz on you and sneezed on a sheet of toilet paper and threw it on your tongue and flushed. Just one more time!

Finally, a hippo sat on you and jacked off while looking up porn on his phone. You were so ecstatic! Once he pulled your chain, you'll be yourself again...! The man pulled your chain, cleaned himself up, and left.

You didn't feel any different.

In fact, ever since you got your chain replaced you didn't even feel that strange sense of intimate contact whenever they pulled your chain... What did that mean? Mmmm... Maybe the elephant only counted as one, because afterwards you got clogged up! You laughed inwardly at your stupidity.

But after being flushed two more times, you didn't turn back. You thought you had miscalculated, but after being flushed countless times next weekend you still didn't change back.

You had a certain troubling hunch about what had happened in the back of your mind. "When the frog said that my chain had to be pulled seven times, he meant that specific chain. And that chain is now lost somewhere on the streets. The probabilities of someone coming across that chain, figuring out what it is, returning it to this bar, to this male restroom and to the correct toilet is practically zero. I'm definitely going to be a toilet forever and ever."

But whenever that thought came up you quickly suppressed it into the depths of your mind... Oh! Look! An equine just entered your stall and needs to piss like a racehorse! Maybe you'll turn back after he flushes you! You looked at his equine dick eagerly for the impeding golden shower. You hated it with all your might, of course, but you always persevered. The hope of finally turning back, of this being the last time you'd be utterly degraded, was the only thing keeping you from going insane. That's exactly why I thought you'd be the best victim out of everyone at the Halloween party: you looked so confident and stubborn when you bullied me that I figured your mind wouldn't break five minutes after the transformation, ruining my fun. Damn, you sure made me cum a lot of times while I observed you, but I'm already getting bored of your dirty porcelain self. Nothing personal, it's just that I already found someone else who'd make a better victim than you. Thanks for the memories anyway and have fun with your new life, potty mouth!