The door opened and obscured all view of the mirror. All Phillip could see was a huge set of shorts that was being dropped down and then his mouth engulfed the ass.
An acrid taste filled his mouth. He could tell he was peeing.
Then plop plop plop several large chunks plopped into his mouth.
Was that tacos he was tasting?
Oh god he could tell everything that the man had eaten.
It all of a sudden popped into his head. He was in a men's room.
He thought he was going to be in a room for both men and women.
The week went by slowly. It seemed like forever as he felt the hours count down in his head.
Not that he was lonely. Far from it. He was the most used toilet in the room.
Many not so big as his first. Some larger. But he was used often. It was just the cleaners daily rounds that would help wash out the taste and he would feel fresh again.
There was a group of guys that went in. Half a dozen average sized men surrounded him and he saw them whip out their cocks and all start masturbating into his mouth. That was one of the strangest tastes he had ever had. He was happy when the cleaner came and cleaned him up.
It was the morning of the day he was to change back and there seemed to be a party or meeting for the obese. Starting early in the morning one after another came in to use him.
It was some time around ten am when he suddenly became clogged with all the use and unfortunately there was no other toilet for the obese. So one after another until nearing two pm he was hoping for the cleaner to come in. As two came and went he hoped for 3 and then 4 but by 5 Phillip started feeling strange. He was changing back. Filled with the shit of all those obese men.
As he changed he realized that the shit was not going down the drain. It was in his stomach and he could taste it.
As he pulled away from the plumbing and stood up the door opened and there stood someone there to clean him.
Oh I am sorry sir I thought it was empty. I am running late. The regular janitor became ill and I have been trying to get here.
He looked at Phillip expecting such a large man in the stall. Unable to look around his rotund image. Fortunately as he changed back he also developed clothes that fit his now large frame. It was a set of overalls straining to hold up his belly.
As he stepped out the janitor asked where the toilet was.
To which Phillip responded that he didn't know.
As Phillip got use to his new size he went home and there was the Lohse. What happened Lohse asked.
There was a party there and I got clogged. As I changed I found I looked like this. A fat pig of a redneck. Change me back. Please.
I am sorry this one is permanent. If you hadn't been clogged you would have changed back to your normal self but I can make your life easier at this size.
With a few clicks Phillip found himself living in a double wide. He was living with another man that took care of him.
The mentality dropped so that he wouldn't be so distressed at his new predicament. And as he saw his helper he seemed to recognize him.
But how did he know him? He seemed to remember him for the past week. Periodic visits. Was this the janitor that missed his last visit causing him to have this form?