You sit and wait for her. She is in there for at least a half an hour. You begin to wonder if she's all right. Then, as you were beginning to seriously worry, Priya slowly opens the restroom door. She looks uncomfortable and defeated. "Well, this is embarrassing. I'm not doing well at all. This is my second week trying to come in here and I'm just not having the best luck. I'm sorry, but I think I need to go back home. Unless..." Priya looks up at you for the first time, looking you up and down, taking in your body. The Indian girl bites her lip and sways her hips to and fro, clearly contemplating something naughty. "Unless... you'd like to help." Her face turns beet red. She can't believe she just said that.
"Well, um... I suppose I could, er... Help you," you respond.
Priya smiles, a little embarrassed, but clearly very happy.
You follow her into the restroom, a one-person affair with a toilet and a sink. Priya locks the door behind you. Then she unzips her pencil skirt and discards her blazer and shirt as well, but not before retrieving something small from her coat pocket. As she pulls it off of her body, you can see that she's wearing a pair of white panties underneath. She is also wearing a bra that holds a perky pair of firm, cone-shaped B-cup breasts. Priya turns to you, still blushing, and presents herself, arms extended. "Here I am." She reaches out to take your hand. Hers is small and soft in yours. She leads you into one of the bathroom stalls.
Inside, for the faintest of moments, you thought you saw something odd. Like a chair, but made of porcelain, with a bowl of water where the seat should be, but the strange sight is gone as quick as it came, leaving behind only the usual. huge cheap translucent plastic garbage bags filled with human waste tied and stacked and ready for collection, with one open and tucked into a deep divot in the floor. Several loaves of bread were sticking out of the bag in the filth pit. You made a mental note that the soupeurs were at it again.
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Priya shuts and locks the bathroom stall behind you before stepping past you and nestling herself into a reclining position amongst the bags of cooling women's waste. Again looking up at you and biting her lip, Priya opens her arms to welcome you in. You step down into the pit, your pants getting filthy at the knees where they rub against the rim of the pit. You lean forward and kiss the petite woman. She immediately melts into your arms and her legs wrap around your waist. She moans as she feels your bulge press against the fabric of her panties.
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((I've got most of this sex scene written, I just need to add some finishing touches, but I can only write in short bursts because it's hard to type with only one hand on the keys. Bazinga.
I've got an outline for three other sex partners you can meet from choices stemming from the scene where Zorgoth awakens in the apartment. I plan to work on those next, and possibly some lesbian content where you awaken in another weird world defined by bathroom norms, as a woman this time. I've got my fetishes which will, of course, reveal themselves in my writing, but if you'd like to see something in particular happen, let me know. What do you want to see?))
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