Touched by the Toto – Part II

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/okn40v/touched_by_the_toto_part_1/)

“Please Jane, allow me to make you more comfortable”

Jane was usually a shy pooper, but she soon felt the smooth toilet seat beneath her gently warm her rear.

Her last bowel movement, before Bruno came into her life, was a challenge. Her tits had heaved heavily while she sat on the toilet, and a splitting headache overcame her as she exerted every fiber in her body to push the stubborn nubs out of her, holding her breath while doing so, sweat dripping down her face.

Jane leaned back on Bruno and instantly, started to feel more relaxed. Slowly, her sphincter opened and out slid a smooth, painless and satisfying deuce. Gratification washed over her the instant the object left her rear; she felt light and hollow inside. With the act completed, she looked over to the sleek, enticing control panel and curiously wondered what buttons to press. One named “Soft Rear” caught her eye. Her soft rectum had never been kissed by Bruno before.

She pressed Soft Rear and with bated breath, waited, unsure what was to follow. Then she heard a gentle sound emanate from the bowl, and out came a wand. A warm, pleasant stream of water flowed from the wand and lightly caressed her gentle asshole, tracing the contours of her nether regions. As the wand oscillated, Jane felt a tingle inside of her. Steve, her boyfriend, had never once made her tingle down there.

The first soft rear clean ceased and the wand retracted back into the bowl. Immediately wanting a deeper clean, she pressed on another button, “Rear”. The wand reemerged from the bowl. This time, a stronger stream of warm water penetrated her already clean asshole.
If only everyone in her life could make her feel this way. She pressed another button, “Dryer”, and delighted as Bruno removed any trace of moisture from her rear. Her front, meanwhile, continued to drip with pleasure.

As she stood up and reached for the toilet handle, the smooth, baritone voice echoed in the bathroom once more: “no need for that, m’lady” said Bruno, as a powerful, tornado-like flush thundered from the bowl, leaving no trace of what had just happened.

Jane washed her hands and went to seek out Steve, still aroused from Bruno’s touch.

Steve, laying down on Jane’s bedsheets, called out to her as she entered the bedroom. “What took you so long”? he snapped at her, his unkempt penis, semi-erect, protruding from under his towel. He still was not wearing anything else.

Jane, still aroused, climbs on the bed and begins to straddle him. Usually very keen, he surprises her by pushing her away and exclaiming: “babe I gotta take a shit first.” He grabs his towel and walks towards the washroom.

Bruno is eagerly waiting for him. But when Steve removes his towel and sits on Bruno to unload, the seat is cold as ice. Unassuming, Steve fills the bowl with the remnants of his past two days on the road. Having finished, he peruses the control panel and settles on “Rear”. Bruno does as he is told.

As the stream of water washes over his rear, Steve is taken aback and shouts “what the fuck don’t touch me there, I’m not gay!”. Steve reaches for his towel to dry his now clean rear.

“Pardon the offence sir”, said Bruno, “please allow me to help you dry off”. Steve, unable to find a dry patch on his crusty towel, acquiesces and presses the “Dryer” function.

A calm hum, evolving into a deep, bellowing thrum, emerges out from the bowl. Rather than the light wind given to Jane, a crisp, sharp wind begins to howl from the bowl.

A drop of sweat drips from Steve’s brow. Fear consumes him, as the thrum becomes as loud as a boat engine. Before he can react, an air blade, sharp like a knife, cleaves Steve’s ball sack from his crotch. The thrumming immediately ceases. Cold silence enters the room, followed by a gentle “plop” in the toilet bowl. Sensing a new load, the powerful tornado flush roars as it expels the two testicles into the abyss. Screaming at the top of his lungs and oozing blood, Steve exclaims “What the fuck have you done to me?”

With his deep baritone voice, Bruno replies “You are not worthy of Jane”. Immediately, Steve dives in to the toilet to try and salvage his manhood, and another, even more powerful tornado flush grabs hold and slooshes him to areas unknown.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p2jfc6/touched_by_the_toto_part_ii