Yamato, 21 Years Old, Class 3-C

Yamato heads down the stairs to the lower level. One of the first rooms near the bottom of the stairs is an Out of Order male toilets.

Yamato puts his hand into his pocket and fishes out his key. He unlocks the door, slips inside, and locks it behind him.

This room is special. It's much bigger - there is space on this wall for at least three Meat Toilets.

Right now though, there's only the one, on the left hand side.

"That's funny, I was just editing a video of you." Yamato says to the unhearing butt in front of him.

Several crude drawings of ejaculating penises and eggs being inseminated have been permanently marked on this butt, along with some rather offensive phrases.

"I love it when studs cream in my ass" is a good one, and "I hate vaginal creampies" is cute, but his favourite has to be the "Do your best to break me" followed by a heart symbol on the right.

The toilet roll balanced on top of the butt is a cute touch, with the used scrunched up bits really solidifying this object's new role as a Meat Toilet. Its matching black panties and bra are pinned above, as you would expect, and the photo, calmly smiling back at Yamato, sits in the place of honor directly above the base of its spine.

They've been rather forgiving with this Meat Toilet, it would seem. Its ankles are trapped below, but its wrists are not. It must be one of the few Meat Toilets to still have use of its arms and hands. Furthermore, the entire place isn't plastered with cum. At least, not yet. All in all, it seems that whoever has organized its conversion was relatively lenient on it, for whatever reason.

That isn't to say that there's no cruel game at play here.

Much like the new Meat Toilet that Yamato ass-fucked yesterday, the sign indicates that a similar challenge is afoot here.

"Unprotected sex only. All ejaculations must be internal.

"This Meat Toilet has fertility **** mixed into its diet.

"Anal sex only, unless there is semen on the ground, in which case you are required to perform vaginal sex and then clean any semen off the ground with toilet tissue.

"The Meat Toilet is aware of the above rules."

Yamato has seen the video. He saw how much that woman was scared of getting pregnant. No matter how much its asshole is abused, now matter how sore it becomes, this Meat Toilet will be desperately holding onto any and all cum in its ass. Because once it comes out, the next visitor will be doing his best to fill its pussy to the brim with baby batter.

Just how newly installed was this Meat Toilet? It was difficult to say. Was he guy number one, or had it been here all day, and in fact was already holding onto a belly full of spunk? The mystery was half the fun.

Yamato calmly begins lowering his pants. It'll be fun torturing this particular Meat Toilet's asshole. He already gave a tribute to Meat Toilet Two earlier today, so his endurance will be nice and high, and he'll be able to fuck that sweet little hole for quite a wihle before he's spent.

And then, all of a sudden, with no warning at all, a huge splurge of jism comes blasting out of that tiny hole. The poor thing must have finally reached its limit, and completely beyond its control, the floodgates have opened.

Yamato licks his lips. The pussy in front of him grows wetter, probably again completely involuntarily, in anticipation of what it knows is soon to come.

"But you probably weren't be expecting it quite THIS immediately!" Yamato laughs as he spears his cock into the glistening gash in front of him, with one powerful thrust.