Astro Toilet Novels & Stories

She wondered who let him in but she did not really care that much to find out. She removed his arm from her body and stood up. Her legs were wobbly and she needed to hold on the bed stand to stand up properly. The head ache that hit her was enough to make her fall back to the bed, but Astra struggled to make it to the bathroom. She wanted to pee, but nausea started to come up. She faced the toilet bowl and proceeded to puke out her intestines. Astra was trying and trying and the vomit still didn't stop. She barely registered someone holding her hair and rubbing her back.

As soon as his butt hit the toilet bowl, Alex relieved everything that he was holding back inside him. He subconsciously heaved a deep sigh of relief when everything was set loose. "I thought my intestine was going to fall out on the toilet. That darn alien pasta!" He said as soon as he was done doing the deed. The place stunk because of what he did and he knew that he has to do something about it. "AHA! I got it." He said when he spotted a hand soap at the lavatory.

I bent forward slowly, brushing my teeth with care, spitting into the bowl as gently as I could. Not the most graceful thing, but I didn’t care. I was brushing sitting up. That alone made me feel like I’d won a battle. She waited patiently, holding the bowl steady. For days now, I haven’t used the toilet. Not once. Not even to pee. Dr. Ralia says it’s normal. Says my intestines are healing. That they were injured during the poisoning, and it’ll take time before they respond again. “When they wake up,” she said, “you’ll likely stool strange colours. Maybe even experience discomfort.”

He emitted a low moan as I ran my index finger over his little-puckered hole. "M-m-m-m-m ... you're so tight back here. I'll have to see what I can do to loosen things up. However, first things first." I squirted a large dollop of Astroglide on my index finger and rubbed it over his asshole. He let out a low moan and I was beginning to realize how much he enjoyed having his ass played with. With the tip of my finger I worked a small amount of the lube inside his orifice. Almost immediately, I could feel him tense up and the small muscular ring in his anus closed tightly around my finger.

He glanced at Ashley intentionally or unintentionally and smiled with a twitch of the corner of his mouth. "Oh, Doctor Oscar, don't laugh! What's wrong with Mr. Blackstorm?" Butler Ron looked anxious. "Oh, don't worry! He is fine, he just caught a cold and gastroenteritis." After speaking, this man named Oscar took another look at Ashley, only to see Ashley's scalp tingling. Gastroenteritis? It turned out that it was not just a simple cold, but also gastroenteritis. How did you get gastroenteritis? He is served by a five-star chef every day, and the ingredients are exquisite and high-end. This person can get gastroenteritis, that is really weird.

He pulled Adrian by the hand, and carefully yet quickly led him there. "You good?" Aaron asked, after Adrian had another session of having his intestinal hurled out. He stuck out his head from the toilet bowl, "Yeah. I still feel a bit dizzy though." and stuffed it back in, which caused his voice to echo. "Having my head inside a toilet doesn't help much either way." "Say, wanna get outta here, and maybe... I don't know, get pizza or something?" Adrian heaved his head. "I'm still waiting on someone —"

Because of pity, Austin, then, pressed the unpause on them. Austin, Efron, and Anthony ran away. Until they passed by the bathroom where Anthony had defecated earlier. An idea entered his mind again, he told Anthony to come inside. He winced immediately when he saw the scene of the bathroom. There are feces on the toilet for Pete’s sake! “What are we doing here, dingleberry?” he asked, doesn’t even care of his feces on the toilet. “You didn’t even flush your shit!” he awfully yelled at him.

Alessandro, with eyes wide with worry, asked, rising from his chair, “Are you okay?” I couldn't respond. My unsteady footsteps caused me to bolt toward the bathroom. My focus narrowed on my reaching of the sink or of the toilet before I had lost control as those voices calling after me faded away. I almost missed it, falling to my knees right before the toilet. The contents that were in my stomach then came up in a violent way. Because the acrid burn was within my throat, my eyes watered as I gasped for air between heaves. Because Ester crouched behind me she was there instantly and her hand rubbed my back in soothing circles.

Anastasia POV: I pulled the door of the stall roughly and threw up. I puked until I felt like my guts were going to come out too. Tears were stopping and the dizziness caused me to lose my balance. If I did not put my hand on the wall for support, I would have fallen on my butt. I flushed the toilet and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes and the tip of my nose had turned red while my hands were shaky too. I sighed and before I could redo a touch up, I felt uncomfortable again and the heavy feeling on my heart resulted in the vomit again.