Enough Procrastination

With a wet 'plop' you extracted yourself from the dildo toilet.

"Huh?"

How had you not noticed that it came lubricated? You suppose it made sense with all those asses touching it, day in and day out.

But that brought a myriad of other thoughts....

No. Snapping to, you knew you had to make haste. You were pretty sure that someone would come knocking, and then, you would be shit out of luck.

Gazing down, your eyes landed on your shirt. Perfect. Taking that off you wrapped it around your torso and tied it off. There. It covered the essentials.

Pressing the latch on the stall and cracking it open, you carefully peeked out. Woosh!!!~Whirr!!! Alarmed, you stared back at the sound. Good god, it was only the toilet automatically flushing and the dildo retracting into the seat.

Calming your racing heart, you stepped out and scanned around. Luckily, there was no one to be found.

The toilets you were in were on the large side, they even had seats and lockers. This didn't look like a normal men's toilet. Perhaps a club or gym maybe?

It wasn't until you made it nearly to the exit that you found what you were looking for. Plastered near the gender sign was like-wise another sign which read 'Springdale's Community Pool'.

"Pool huh?" Muttering underbreath, it confirmed your suspicions.

Deciding it was now or never you legged it out of the toilet.

But what you hadn't noticed was a surly man looking at you in disgust who was cleaning his feet and hands from piss. The man had just seen your backside before you disappeared. What you might have found strange about this, was he was naked from the waist down too.