Exploding Toilet Novels & Stories

When the water fills the tub a few inches, I lower Mia down and begin to bathe her. She’s still in a playful mood and splashes some water at me. I immediately regret wearing a white shirt today, but other than that, it’s fine. Her good spirits lift my own, and I encourage her to keep splashing, even giving a few splashes of my own. We’re laughing and playing, and everything is fine for a few blissful moments. But then, a rather big splash, catches high in the air. Some water droplets fall onto the fire alarm built in above the toilet. The entire thing shorts. A tiny puff of smoke escapes the unit.

There are large bottles of water that look like they have been refilled many times, the plastic warped and dirty. “I don’t suppose there’s a bathroom, is there?” I ask, trying not to show my disappointment at their living conditions. “There’s one around here somewhere,” Brent says, leading me down another mud tunnel. “Here, we move it every few days for obvious reasons. You can always tell which one is a toilet by the colour of the curtain. If it's one of these blue ones, it's a toilet,” he says, holding back a curtain to reveal a literal hole in the ground. I fight the urge to wrinkle my nose in disgust.

Pumped till overflowed, creamy mess bubbling out around shaft. He pulled out with a slow pop. Eli's hole gapeda dark pink tunnel, farting cum bubbles. White drops splattered the floor. Eli whined, reached back, bore down hard. Pushed his anus out, his prolapse bloomed like a rose. Inside out flesh, pinkish red tube protruding three inches, coated thick in white cum, glistening wet. Veins pulsed on it, sensitive nerves exposed.

Phillips had given us out of anger before break was over and I knew that the conversation between Sam and I could turn out to be a long one, so it was better to take on my punishment first, before anything else. Tasha and I split the toilets. I washed the female toilet, while she washed the male toilet. She was tough enough to do that. After making sure that the toilet was all clean, I washed my hands and then I started hearing a barfing sound. Someone was throwing up, right in this toilet. I walked towards the sound and saw Hilda throwing up in the sink and worst was, she was throwing up, black goo. What the hell was that? I had never seen someone throwing up stuff like that. Was she sick o

I won't make it all the way up this desk and into our room. "By the left, left." Lily shouts, and I turn to the left; there is a door. I turn the knob and undo the door and enter into the guest toilet. I bend down into the toilet system and throw up; as I lift my head, the toilet flushes automatically, cleaning itself. My body falls easily to the ground when I'm sure everything in my stomach has been thrown into the toilet. I lean my head against the toilet seat with my arms wrapped around it as well. I feel so sick right now.

His lips moved, as if he wanted to call out "CeCe" But I didn't even spare him a glance. I just walked right past him and into the elevator. As the doors slowly closed, Todd collapsed to the floor in despair. The cardboard box fell out of his hands, and all the contents scattered across the floor, just like his completely shattered life. … In the luxurious CEO's office on the top floor, sunlight poured in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The beautiful, panoramic skyline of the city was in full view. I sat at my desk, flipping through the Gilla Group project contract in my hands.

"That stupid toilet bowl is messing with me again! Kuya is to blame! He left his boxer brief in the bathroom, and it fell into the toilet bowl as I was pouring water on it! How do you unclog a stupid toilet bowl?! ” Hazel burst out laughing. "Suck it, lady." Jewel grinned as Gabbi's expression darkened. "You're the only one who can suck a stupid toilet bowl, and maybe you can suck the septic tank as well," Gabbi said. "That's enough," Jewel said quietly, returning to the keyboard. Hazel and Gabbi were not very good at playing jokes because they often took jokes personally, which resulted in a nasty fight. Gabbi was grumpy, and Hazel adored grumpiness.

Those who were current users were advised to “never pee on it to prevent explosions.” Clement was apoplectic. He jumped right into the fray to debunk the article, and yet a crusade of one was hopeless against the deluge of the many eagerly cracking wise and adding their own punch. He produced not even a ripple, let alone a splash. Before all of this had happened, Clement had thought of capitalizing on his alliance with Ordello Corp. to gain a handsome sum fee for advertising purposes. Now, it looked like he had got what he wanted at no price at all, did he? Not a single dime was spent, and yet the entire internet was talking about his tires.

After temperatures dropped below -90 during the deep freeze, most pipes had long since burst. Flush your toilet now, and chances were high that you would send sewage straight into someone else's apartment downstairs. People would come up with knives looking to kill you. On top of that, running water was loud. The second people heard it, everyone would know the 18th floor still had water. Better to follow the crowd. Whatever everyone else did, Nicole's group would do the same. As for the rest of the supplies, Nicole pulled out a list. "Mosquito nets, insect spray, water purification tablets..."

The toilet was spotless, and she did not see the need to clean it. She noticed some buttons, and one was labeled temp while the second was labeled suck opposite the flash button She concluded temp was for the temperature of water in the toilet bowl. She muttered to herself, "Idiot," and pressed on the button. To her surprise, the toilet produced a noise, and all the fecal matter in the pipes came up the toilet bowl and exploded her, sending her into wailing. Ezra smiled when he heard crying from the other room.