Turn around

At first, i think i didn't hear correctly, but then i realize that even though he omitted it, he definitely wants me to cover my absurdly erect cock before turning to the audience, and certainly not the sight suitable for a presentation. I start to pull up my underwear, but the presenter gives me a fierce look and then barks.

-There's no need for you to get dressed again.

-And what do i do with this? - i point to my penis, the glans bruised since it is red and exposed, with the line in the center that quivers as if it wants to open.

-You show it to people. It's your fault if you can't control yourself. Nude models should know how to keep their thing in check.

-But I'm not a nude model...

-You mean to tell me you have no experience being without clothes... I don't believe it. If that were the case, you wouldn't have done everything so casually. This time you had an erection... maybe i can say that the toilet stimulated you with its jets... it could be something to put in advertisements, especially for men.

He tells me all this in my ear without giving me time to reply, and I don't even realize that while he's talking, he pushes me to turn around to face the crowd.

I calculate a series of interested looks, if female, envious, if male, and also people pulling out their phones to take pictures, shooting videos with my penis as the sole protagonist, I imagine. The only consolation is that it's not small.

On the contrary, it's quite big and now it's more swollen than ever, almost detached from me like an independent being that revels in the glances and the shots.

It seems to me that there's also a guy in the crowd taking photos with a professional camera. Maybe he's part of the smart toilet company and my penis will end up on the brochures.

I wonder how SW2099 could have gotten the permits for such a public display. But all of this fades from my thoughts, and what remains is the effect that being so much in the spotlight with my pants down and my dick, whichi i hope doesn't give out at the worst moment, has on me. Because while i can tolerate the erection, coming in public would be really hard to digest.

Anyway, it seems that my cock has, so to speak, stabilized. The testicles are just as visible, but even these, as big as coconuts filled with white stuff that isn't milk, are impossible to hide. My monster genitals at least silenced the people. Not the host who says.

-Let's proceed. You can take off the rest of your clothes and sit your backside on the next model.

It's the last thing i want to do, but knowing that it's impossible for me to refuse or run away, i sit on the toilet to take off my shoes and socks.

My bare feet stretch their toes in the air, while i push down my pants and then my underwear. Still sitting to cover my penis a bit more, always at attention, i lift my shirt. Once naked on the toilet, the presenter can proceed.

The moment he starts to speak, he presses a button that extends to the right via a retractable arm.

-Here you can find various controls starting with the adjustment of the board's temperature. This way, if you want it to be warm and cozy in winter or maybe cool in summer, you just need to adjust it according to your needs. Now I'm setting it to winter mode.

And indeed, i feel a warmth coming from below that envelops my buttocks, caressing every part of it, even the most hidden.

And it is another unsolicited stimulus that transmits to the penis, which, being on stage, is no longer so visible, but the nudity to which i am subjected is very clear to those who are watching.

-Another feature is the night light. The toilet, as you can see, lights up and creates a halo all around. There are different filters and colors.

I can't see myself like the audience does on the screen far from me, but only by lowering my gaze do I see the halos they talked about, and they are purple, red, and blue. They intermittently rise on my body. My glans takes on different colors before returning to its natural state, and so does the rest of my naked body.

The presenter, as with the previous model, informs the audience that we have reached the phase after my virtual evacuation. I haven't done anything, yet bathroom talk embarrasses me. It feels like when you're a child and you're sitting in front of everyone on the potty. Only that I haven't been a baby for a long time, I'm barely of legal age but my body is in many adult parts.

I hold back the humiliation I feel by smiling as much as possible at the host's jokes.

My nostrils and even all the exposed skin from the tips of my hair to the nails on my toes are caressed by a strong scent.

It's as if many deodorants were filling the bathroom area with their fragrances. The presenter explains that it is a two-step cleaning and hygiene method, first in the environment and then subsequently in the toilet itself.

The flush starts automatically and i can literally hear it rumbling beneath me. I look down, shifting my testicles a bit that block the view, at the whirlpool of water that eventually drags even itself.

-And now we come to the main attraction, drumroll, the main and special function....