Hantu Toilet Novels & Stories

There are bound to be pitfalls! Next he will definitely throw me into another more terrifying trap, I know that for sure!. Daniel led Jenny to another door… another door “Come in”. Jenny went inside, closed the door, and looked around cautiously. Not a scary pitfall, this place is a toilet. Super grand super luxury toilet, small glass lamps are inlaid on the wall to illuminate the shiny hand basin. She grabbed the remote control with one hand that could relieve her suffering, the other leaning on the tub she was clean enough to move others to tears.

Hannah cringes and looks away purely disgusted by the thought of using a public toilet in a motel. ”Whatever, when my son comes back I will make sure to tell him you all treated me badly and made me hold my delicate liquid waste-” “It’s called urine ma’am.” He corrected. “Don’t correct me moose while I’m talking. You know what… I’ve had enough of you all. I am leaving if you let me or not.” Hannah yells and grabs her bag to leave but the guard refused her to go until another bodyguard steps in to deliver a message to him.

He said to Nagar as he bent and gazed at the liquid beneath and watched the Kampft Counter if it would react. The horizontal bar at the top left corner of his screen does not move. He waited for it to rise but it did not. It would only mean that the liquid is not paranormal in nature. He walked back and continued with the third room, which also had fell in ruins as if some typhoon ravaged it. Wooden splinters from the furniture were scattered everywhere. The bathroom, still had no toilet bowl, remained dirty. No dark murky liquid can be seen anywhere but the white walls were stained with a black matter. He focused at it and let the Kampft Counter analyze the material. It never hurt to be sur

All right, she didn't know where else to go, considering that if she couldn't stop herself from urinating immediately, then Hana's mind would be distracted and not think about the situation around her. "Gosh, this building is so wide, that I can't meet James who doesn't know where he is now. Even I can't even find a toilet," muttered Hana and after that she started walking fast and was quite focused with what's around it, for the sake of a toilet of course. Hana smiled happily when she had found it. In fact, the place was far away from the crowds, of course, one wouldn't be surprised about that. Without waiting any longer, Hana immediately got in there and started doing her unbearable activi

My usual bartending job is a dive compared to this place, and not just because I have made double what I would typically make in tips. The hallway is bordering on opulent, with chandeliers hanging from above and navy wallpaper that just screams money. Every door I have passed in my search for a toilet has had a gold handle—and I think they're actual gold. I wince, doing a little shuffle as I pry open the next door and find another bedroom, my bladder’s insistence interrupting my admiration again. I spot the tub through the open door and chew my lower lip for a moment of contemplation. My bladder threatens me one more time, and I know there's no chance of me making it to the actual bathroom.

A gargoyle was positioned with a level tap handle within hands reach. “A squat toilet,” she realized and saw his surprise. “Some human cultures use them too.” There were handles built into the carvings, places for the squatter to hold onto if their balance was impacted, she imagined. And a fish was positioned to spit water and wash the squatter’s region like a bidet. There was no door to the room. It made sense, she thought, that a people who walked around naked, and apparently went at leisure whilst swimming in their Mer form, would not find the bathroom a place requiring privacy.

But as I turned to face the room, my lips parted in astonishment. What kind of bathroom… is this? A spa? Luxury resort? In the center of the space was a wide, steaming tub... Or I guess, a pool. Filled with warm water, judging by the soft vapor rising from its surface. The far front wall was made entirely of glass again, revealing a breathtaking view of the treetops and distant grass fields sprawled across the land like a living painting. “W-Where’s the toilet?” I murmured in frustration, spinning around and scanning the luxurious space. I squeezed my eyes shut for a second in disbelief before spotting it, tucked all the way to the side, against the edge of a brick wall!

Han said while talking to himself in the wall mirror. Han takes a few more minutes to stay in the comfort room to not be caught by Stella. While walking back and forth inside the comfort room he entered one of the rooms in the CR and he saw poop. He felt nauseous, he wanted to get out of there immediately, "So disgusting, what kind of human they are." He said. After a couple of minutes, he went outside to check if Stella was still in the cafe Stella's presence was not there anymore so he ran fast to his car.

I feel like I want to take a deep breath when I see that the corridor I came out just now looks empty. "Sha!" Nami Called my name again, make me panicked to find an answer to her question.But suddenly she covered her mouth as if she remembered something bad "Sha? Did you see anything strange in the toilet?” her face suddenly turned pale, "If so, it looks like what you just saw was Nancy, the ghost that has been haunting my house for decades!" She hugged her shoulders while shuddering. “Oh.. Oh, right! I just saw a woman floating in the toilet!”

Fallon hoped that Warren would keep a harem of mistresses at his disposal, to spare her the torture of his sweaty body atop of hers. Yet again his lecherous eyes roamed over her body, and Fallon pulled her shawl tighter around her, covering her bosom. He smiled and her disgust was doubled as she noticed something she’d forgotten. He was missing two front teeth, and what remained in his mouth was beginning to rot.