Hantu Toilet Novels & Stories

I recognize the expression because I so often wear it myself. "She's just waiting for breakfast. I'll get her," he lies. "Uh-huh." Nate turns on a heel, a toilet flushes further down the hall, and I wince, hoping it was nothing important lost down the drain this time. Since she became obsessed with the toilet about two months ago, I've done my best to lock valuables up or keep them on high shelves, but somehow she always finds something to flush. Thankfully it's a large building with the pipes to match. Usually.

Both of the men panic and start to look around this private room that was so small and there’s no hiding spot beside the toilet that is on the right side of the chancellor. *Flush* The sound of water flushing the waste from one’s body sounds out from behind the door of the Toilet. Zhu Wushang opened the door of the toilet while using the tissue to wipe his hand and walked out casually like this is his home. Chancellor Lu immediately waved his hand in Zhu Wushang's direction. All of the things in the path got cut to pieces whether it was the table, wardrobe, or even the metal plate that stood between him and Zhu Wushang.

I got up from my sleeping spot, stretched my body, and walked towards the toilet. The toilet was just a small makeshift structure built with planks and covered with tarpaulin. It had a small bucket of water and a bar of soap, which the men had placed there for cleaning purposes. I entered the toilet and closed the door behind me. The toilet had no roof, and I could feel the morning breeze blowing across my skin.

But talk was all I had at this point. I surveyed the bathroom as I tried to get a handful of toilet paper to wipe myself. There was no cabinet, just a sink, toilet and bathtub. The tub held all manner of nasty things. Dead bugs, dirt and grime clinging to the once white porcelan. Someone had cleaned the toilet, somewhat, thank God, because I couldn't hover over it like I wanted to. My balance was awkward with my hands tied. I finished my business and flushed. I turned on the sink to wash my hands and again wondered what would happen next.

And my heart clenches at the though if ever they weren’t allowed. “We’re here, miss,” the butler suddenly announces right after we take another turn right, and at the end of the hallway as, two rose-gold colored doors with toilet signage. One for male and one for female. “Thank you,” I didn’t wait for him to respond. I helped myself inside the door. My attention immediately went to the nearest open cubicle. Rushing in and took the underwear thing Micah made me wear, and dumped all my liquid waste into the bowl, moaning in relief as I emptied my bladder.

I should have asked for my phone back before I went to the toilet. I resigned myself to waiting for whoever could help me out of the toilet cubicle. Unfortunately, the toilet is not a cubicle that has a gap above the cubicle and under the door. The bathroom cubicle has a beautiful and thick ceiling. While, the gap behind the door is only the size of a mailbox gap. I exhaled in regret.

"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.

“Where the fuck is the toilet paper?” “There is a button on the toilet.” He explains, stepping back over by the bathroom door and leaning his body against the doorframe once again. “If you press that it will clean you. And if you don’t want that, right behind you are fresh wipes. Both clean you and sanitize you instantly. It’s called a bidet.” “Well, I don’t want it!” I argue, looking over my shoulder at the button.

I should at least get a leading or something similar to a leading. I walked out of the class immediately calculus class was over. I headed directly to my secret spot. I passed through the condom toilet and as usual the noise from it was sickening. The toilet after the Janitor's closet was named condom toilet because used condoms were always found in it everyday and it serves as a spare room if the Janitor's closet was being used by someone else. The condom toilet was like a mini hotel for the fu*ckers. It reeks of sex anytime I pass by it.

" Her parents nodded as well. At that moment, the huge monitor showed a countdown of ten seconds. Everyone quickly surrounded Charles, making him the star of the show. "You'll definitely get into a prestigious college, Charlie!" Charles glanced at me smugly. He then murmured, "See? Everything that belongs to you will soon be mine!" But the moment the scores were shown on the monitor, everyone was stunned upon seeing Charles' single-digit score. A look of disbelief took over Charles' features. He rushed forward to take a better look at his score. "How could this be? This isn't my score at all!" But he ended up triggering the hidden mechanism on the back of his pants, causing his pants to slid