Jeff was all but gone. For the entire weekend, he had been used by his father, grandfather and family friends to wipe their asses with unknowingly. He couldn't remember how to smell or taste anything besides his dad's piss, shit and farts. One of his father's friends blew his nose in part of Jeff and then threw him away. All Jeff could do is hang on the roll and pray that he would be able to die at some point...there was enough of him left for his intended purpose...just once more.
The door opened. It was Jeff's grandpa; Ed. The tall, burly old man had no idea he was about to wipe his hairy ass with his own grandson. First, he grabbed a square of Jeff and used his pinky fingers to clean his ears out, tossing the paper into the toilet. Ed sat down and unleashed a torrent of almost-thick goo with a few chunks into the ceramic bowl below, absolutely coating the sheet of his grandson with filth. Jeff wanted to puke but all he could do was try to gag and convulse as he stared up at his grandfather's shitty ass-crack through brown-tinted vision.
PPPPPPHHHHHTTTTTT
Ed let out a massive fart along with a few small turds, then ripped off the rest of Jeff and smeared him face-first into the old man's diarrhea. Jeff wished he could cry as he unwillingly absorbed his grandpa's liquid shit. PPPPPHHHHHTTTTTTT. His grandfather farted one last time, forcing his rank gas literally through Jeff's porous body. Ed finished wiping his ass and crumpled the rest of his grandson up to toss into his shit-water. He puts a new roll of paper on the handle, discarding the cardboard that Jeff had been attached to. Instead of putting him out of his misery by flushing, Jeff's grandpa had other plans. He whipped out his pecker and let out a golden stream arcing directly onto his grandson's remains.
Ed had always been raunchy and thought it was hilarious to piss off his family by "forgetting" to flush. Being 76 years old, he could always play the senile card. Today was no exception; Ed was about to let the bathroom stink up when he noticed the Chronivac laying on top of the counter. The instructions were on the screen along with Jeff's statistics, including:
SUBJECT MODIFICATION : JEFF -- INANIMATE -- TOILET PAPER --- MORTALLY WOUNDED (FULLY DISPENSED)
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! Is this some kind of joke??! Your father been looking all over for you, Jeff...why the hell would you turn yourself into our toilet paper?" Ed scrolled through the Chronivac options while his grandson wallowed in the old man's shit stew. He kept snickering.
"Well, sicko...you're in luck. It looks like you can have exactly what you were going for, fag! It's too bad my son won't know about it. Oh, well...look on the bright side. That would have been a shitty last meal, faggot. I'm pretty sure it was Burger King that you're floating in right now."
Grandpa Ed punched a few commands into the Chronivac, and suddenly Jeff felt a little different...in some way he couldn't quite place.
"I'm not telling your dad about this," Ed grinned, "so enjoy our shit, kiddo."
The sadistic old man walked out of the bathroom without flushing, leaving Jeff to dissolve inside his diarrhea.