Oda, 20 Years Old, Class 2-A

"You coming to the canteen for a drink?" Sana asks Oda, as they leave their very 'stimulating' morning lesson.

"Yeah, just gotta use the loo first." Oda replies, and waves off his friend.

Oda heads downstairs to the men's toilets at the bottom.

There are three toilets in this bathroom, and he has to choose which to use.

The ones on the left and right looks like they've seen better days and could use a good clean, but the one in the middle looks occupied.

But that's no problem, of course. He doesn't even need to wait for the occupied toilet to become unoccupied on its own. He can just make that happen himself.

No, not by grabbing a person and shoving them out of a toilet cubicle, silly. By pulling a sex toy out of a hole. These are Meat Toilets.

"Sana's looking for you. I told him I don't know where you've gone." Oda says mockingly, as he yanks the large vibrator out of the middle Meat Toilet's asshole, but leaves the even larger vibrator in its cunt. "I'll keep that one in, if you don't mind. It'll add to the sensation."

Above the butt, the face of his misisng classmate Midori smiles back at him. He's going to enjoy looking at that while he tries out the asshole in front of him for the first time. By the look of the clenched fists down below, the Meat Toilet itself might not.

To the left, is the photo of the English teacher who was below the replacement swimming teacher in the staff register. Below, the butt's asshole, and also now her pussy, he notices, are filled to the brim and steadily gushing out cum.

To the right, the photo of the girl that ran away is plastered in slowly drying spunk. As are the exhausted looking hands to either side, the underwear pinned above, and the butt stucking out below. Thick sticky jism flows freely out of its pussy, creating a large slimy puddle below.

This room now serves as a monument to what happens when any idiot tries to go AWOL. Of course, nobody outside of The Circle will see inside it, but still, it's poetic to have these three here together.

Reading the instructions for the middle Meat Toilet, Oda dutifully applies a condom to his penis. Except for a few condoms that have been pinned to the panties above, the daily collection of condoms from the middle Meat Toilet are to be emptied into the right-hand Meat Toilet's food chamber at the end of each day. It's only fair that the one who actually did the attempted escape is the one who has to deal with all the members' filth, in ****.

...Ah yes, and there we go, the cruel icing on the cake. The middle Meat Toilet's sex toys are regularly rinsed in the right-hand Meat Toilet's drinking water. That probably really adds something special to the taste. Again poetic, considering that the right Meat Toilet was the cause of the middle Meat Toilet's conversion in the first place.

Content that justice is already being served to the Meat Toilet on the right, Oda prepares to focus all his energy on pounding his meat into the asshole of the middle Meat Toilet.