Itachi, 18 Years Old, Class 1-B

Itachi drags his heels down the corridor towards the common room, as he has a free period this morning. On the way, he bumps into Masashi.

"Dude, I heard what happened with Fumiko. Are you alright?"

"It was awful. So humiliating. I can't go on like this, Masashi. I just want to curl up into a ball and have the ground swallow me whole. Ever since that broadcasting society girl told the whole academy about what happened over the PA, my life has been a living hell."

"I've got something that I think will improve your mood. Follow me." Masashi says with a massive grin on his face.

Itachi, his curiousity piqued by his friend's extremely excited expression, follows along silently. He is led down to a quiet corner of the school, where there's nothing except some Out Of Order toilets.

"What are we doing here, dude?" Itachi says, confused and disappointed.

Masashi's expression doesn't darken at all. "Explaining why you're a lucky son-of-a-bitch, that's what we're doing here. I represent a secret organization. I only became a member a little while ago, and so it's a real honor to be given a task as important as inducting a new member. But because it's you, and because I've been doing so well, they've allowed me to do this."

He holds out a key.

"With this key, you are a rank 1 member of The Circle. Most members have to work really hard to prove their value and loyalty before they get this, but you are special. They know all about what you did in that changing rooms, and what happened to you. And the **** you've been getting since. It's an injustice. And so, this, this is justice. Welcome to the club."

Itachi wrinkles his nose. "A key?"

"A key and three important rules. Always lock the door behind you. Always follow the rules on the sign. And NEVER TELL ANYONE about any of this. Don't even bring the subject up with me unless you are 110% sure that nobody else could be listening. It's the academy's best kept secret, and if it doesn't stay that way, it'll all be ruined. I've got to run to class now, but, yeah, enjoy yourself, and remember to lock the door behind you. Oh and obviously, don't lose your key."

Itachi's curiosity is officially maxed out. He needs to know what's behind this locked door. Heart beating, he unlocks it, and slips inside, closing the door carefully behind him.

What he sees inside, blows his mind.

A butt sticking out of a wall. A butt completely soaked in cum. Above the butt, a set of underwear is pinned to the tiles, also coated in ropes of cum, which steadily trickle down onto the base of the butt owner's spine. Its pussy is completely filled to the brim with cum, which steadily oozes out of it like a slow motion waterfall. This drips down onto the neatly folded clothes and wall-stuck hands, which look fatigued and each hold a small pool of cum. The very recognizable yellow shoes of the Broadcasting Society girl sit either side of her uniform, again absolutely full to the brim of slimy semen. The smartphone that belonged to that same girl, presumably waterproofed, sits inside one shoe, half-submerged in cum.

And pinned to the wall above the butt, also covered in the cum dripping down from her slime-sodden underwear, is a photo of face of Utano herself, with her trademark friendly and carefree expression.

A sign is pinned to the wall to the side. It details some instructions.

"Unprotected vaginal sex only. Those unwilling to plunge into sloppy seconds should masturbate and ejaculate on the nearby personal belongings. All sessions must be streamed from the smartphone (latex gloves are available from the machine below). As punishment for its broadcasting crimes, the livestreams from the phone are beamed directly to a screen in front of the Meat Toilet's face, along with a (fake) overlay that indicates that the stream is live on the Internet, and has a large number of viewers."