Jeff wished that he could say the first time was the worst. The truth is...the first time his dad sat down to take a dump, Jeff could hear the newspaper crinkling as his father whistled to himself. The large, rugged man walked into the bathroom and quickly shed his robe before slowly lowering his hairy, heavy ass onto his terrified son; completely unaware yet that Jeff was even missing.
"Ahhh...." he sighed as Jeff begged God to reverse the transformation. He knew it was no use...there was nothing to look forward to in life aside from what was about to happen.
As it turned out, Jeff was in for another surprise. His father took out his cell phone and started going at himself while watching porn. Underneath the man's great weight, his son cringed and tried to vomit as his dad's sweaty ballsack bounced up and down on his lips. He could smell his father's ass already.
After a while, the man shot his load into a bit of tissue paper and threw it into his son's waiting mouth. He immediately followed up with a powerful torrent of hot, thick musky man-piss. Jeff gagged and gagged on his father's jizz and piss. The only thing his dad noticed was a quiet gurgling noise...nothing out of the ordinary. He unrolled the paper and started reading just as a few farts worked their way down into his son's oral cavity. Jeff wanted to die. He couldn't believe how horrible the smell and taste of his father's were...and he knew that this was just the beginning.
"Unnngghh..." he grunted; turning a page as the tip of a solid log of shit emerged from his asshole along with a bit more raunchy gas. Jeff choked and gagged, desperately trying to plead his way out of the situation though he knew nobody could hear him. He was just his dad's toilet.
The big man let out a little moan as a huge, thick turd descended into his son's mouth with a loud PLOP. Jeff felt beyond sick. His ego started to die as his father ripped a few more loud, smelly farts. The former young man was trying to think of a way to kill himself while his dad laughed at a joke from "Family Circus".
PPPPPHHHHHHRRRRRTTTTT
A few soft, mushy lumps dropped down and scattered around the toilet bowl. Finally, Jeff's father let out one last grunt and dumped another short log into the disgusting water below. He put the paper down and wiped his his ass, adding more flavor to the soup in his son's mouth. Jeff wanted the house to catch on fire before his dad digested anything else.
The big bear of a man wiped once more, then stood up and went back to bed without washing his hands. He remembered to flush, but...unfortunately, Jeff's dad had taken a particularly large dump in his son's mouth and his plumbing couldn't handle it. Jeff tried to swallow his father's nasty shit, but instead he gargled the man's excrement for a while before throwing it back up into his mouth to swish around until the next time somebody flushed him.
"Please don't need to use the plunger," he begged internally. At least that prayer was answered; after a few hours Jeff's dad waltzed back in front of his son to take a piss. He sniffed.
"Fucking gross....good thing I have my own bathroom," he mumbled. "That smell could knock someone out cold."
Jeff suddenly wished that he were someone instead of just a hollow chair for his father to shit in. He cringed as his dad grabbed the plunger and forced Jeff to re-swallow his waste. He was ashamed to realize that he recognized the taste of his father's cum-wad when it swirled around his mouth for the 2nd time that day.
Jeff swallowed his dad's piss several times that evening. He even got a loogie right before bedtime. There seemed to be no possibility of escape; he was literally just goes to eat his own father's poop for the rest of his life without the man even realizing it. As the big man dragged himself off to bed that night, all Jeff could think about was having to taste his dad's urine and feces every morning for the forseeable future.
"At least it can't get any worse..." he decided.
The next morning...