"Ew, gross!" Jimmy said opening the stall. He rips off Chad's plastic, and carefully tears on square off. Chad shudders. A bit of him was just peeled away.
Jimmy flushes the toilet, and tosses the bit of Chad into the receding maelstrom. Chad feels the wetness soak his crumpled square. He can smell and taste Jay's waste as he goes down the drain. He's in the dark dank sewer pipe flowing God know's where, but he's mostly in the dispenser next to Jimmy.
He closes the stall door, and lowers his shorts and jockstrap. He looks at the toilet, but doesn't sit down. He proceeds to rip off single, double and triple squares of Chad, and lines them up on the toilet seat to make a toilet seat cover. Chad can feel the cold enameled seat. Then Jimmy sits, and Chad feels the giant's weight and warmth penetrating him. Jimmy starts to piss. Then he groans, and pushes. Plop. Another groan. A little plop. Another groan. Another groan. Ploppity plop. Chad crinkles his nose. It doesn't smell as bad as Jay's but it's not a pleasant scent. He just sits there. He's playing a game on his smartphone. He farts. Then he groans, and another plop.
Drawing two squares at a time, Jimmy carefully wipes his bum. To Chad it's like each time he's kissing Jimmy's ass hole. He'd pound the little guy if he could. He has to be in on it, doesn't he?
Finally, he stands, and pushes the squares lining the seat into the water. Jimmy tears off one more square and uses it to push the flush handle, and to open the stall door latch. Then he crumples it and tosses it into the swirling bowl.
"About time!" snapped Eddie.
"There are nine other stalls, Eddie," Jimmy said.
"I have to check each one and replace the toilet paper rolls," Eddie explained, "I did all the others, this is the last."
"Well, it's a new roll, and I barely used any," Jimmy snapped back.
Eddie glared at Jimmy's retreating back, but he was silent until Jimmy was out of range.
"Raul tells me that you're really our star jock, Chad?" Eddie whispers, after looking around to make sure he's alone. He produces an identical roll of paper from his jacket, and exchanges it with Chad. "Seems a waste to use you in the toilet, when you'll make such excellent jack off tissue. Heh, heh. I wonder if Raul will notice? I don't think he's planning to change you back anyway Chad. With you off the team, he's the new starter."
Eddie flushed, and opened the stall door.
"Hope you left some Chad for me," Raul said swaggering by Eddie and into the now empty stall.
"See for yourself, Raul."
"Good, I'm going to make him last."
Eddie whispered to himself, "Me too." His baggy windbreaker concealed the roll of toilet tissue in the inner pocket.