Where I never expected

I was lifted by men who were practiced at this procedure and loaded into a truck. After a long journey, I was removed, and as they carried me, I noticed my own house. Perhaps Glenda had saved me. I grew hopeful. When she appeared over me, she looked down at me. I did not get the expression I was hoping for. She told the workman to follow her. She pointed, and they went into our house. Soon, I realized other workmen were making noise, and I caught sight of our old toilet being carried away. I had a bad feeling.

I realized now I was the new toilet. How could Glenda do this to me? Didn't she still love me? The workman finished installing me, and I stared up at the ceiling of our bathroom. A place that I had used for years. Now, I was a permanent fixture. I heard Glenda thanking the men, and soon the house grew silent. Then I heard footsteps approaching.

"Sorry, dear," Glenda said. Her breasts hung low as she bent to talk to me with her hands on her knees. Her skirt was short and her legs were tanned. "I had to do this. It's the law now. Besides, I got a lot of money to turn you in. I did you a favor. You might have ended up in some public bathroom somewhere, and I know you would not want that. Joyce at Waste Systems pulled a few strings and made sure you were assigned here."

I tried to speak, but my mouth was clamped shut, and I couldn't even moan a protest.

"I'm afraid I have been waiting for the workman to leave and just have to pee so bad. I'm sure you won't mind honey."

She turned, making her breast sway a bit. Facing away from me, she lifted her short blue skirt and then pulled down her pink panties. Her ass was large from this angle, and when she sat on the toilet seat, her ass crack spread. I had dark curly hair I had never noticed when she used to sit on my face in our dark bedroom so many times in the past. Now, in the bathroom light, it looked full of dark hair.

When she sat down, a mechanical noise near my head moved my face closer to her ass. The clamps that kept my mouth shut now opened, and I was positioned directly beneath her pussy. The device stopped lifting me until I was only an inch from her warm skin. She shot a hot stream of urine into my mouth and the electrodes in my neck forced me to swallow fast until all her yellow piss was into my stomach.

She sat there a moment and said, "I guess I'll have to read this handbook they left and learn how to use this screen attached to the wall. I'm sure it'll be interesting for both of us."

I couldn't believe she just peed in my mouth and was taking this all as if it was like getting a new electronic device they she would have to teach herself how to use. She used toilet paper to wipe herself and rose. After she pulled up her panties, she washed her hands and left.

Pee was one thing. But toilets are used for more than that. How had my life ended up this awful. There was no changing anything now. I was stuck here.

A few hours later, I detected the aroma of Glenda cooking. Something like meat from the smell of it. God, I was so hungry. I had hoped she would bring me something to eat soon.