The door opened to the bathroom once more, Philip couldn’t help but hope he would be skipped this time. As the person entered he heard what sounded like more shuffling feet following behind.
“Here you’ll see our modern bathroom for our patients including a single disability toilet at the end as well as nine other standard lavatory's for use by our patients. We also included this large mirror and on the inside door to each lavatory to help our patients come to terms with themselves, only by admitting there is a problem will you ever make an action” the voice spoke confidently with a male voice Philip wondered if this was a doctor of some sort.
There was a audible clap as the many foot steps moved in Philip’s direction, “oh no not again” Philip thought to himself.
The door opened with Philip seeing what looked like a media group with cameras taking pictures. “You see here Ladies and Gentlemen is a state of the art Disability Toilet” gesturing towards Philip proudly, Philip didn’t know what to think thankfully he was all but invisible to them, but he couldn’t get over how he was on show.
“Wow, I’ve never seen anything like that before, its so huge, what can it support” as one of the female journalists asked taking in the toilet’s wide and bulky appearance.
“Well it can go beyond the requirements of what is perceived to be human limits but around 2000lbs, this is more to ensure safety for patients than someone actually at that weight”
The female journalist approached, “Could I sit on it, it would help with our newspaper to show the scale of what you can accommodate for here?” asking nervously as she appeared eager to sit.
“Of course, make sure to stand back boys to show the entire stall” the doctor said with a smile.
Philip was nervous but knew she wouldn’t do anything in front of all the people, just the fact the he was the centre of attention and his current appearance, appearing in the newspaper, made Philip a little uneasy. “I guess I could always find the article and pictures, would be a funny memory to keep” he chuckled mentally at the thought.
As she approached Philip, his lid was still open turning to sit, Philip couldn’t help but notice that she was very slender and athletic looking, “Sit miss” he thought to himself seductively as she lowered herself.
Suddenly she lost her footing as her hands lost their grip with sides of his seat, plunging directly into his bowl bellow, splashing his water around the bowl and over herself , as he could taste the fabrics of her cloths. All Philip could do was watch and laugh at what just happened, as her fellow journalists began to take photos as she struggled to get out from being wedged in his bowl with his seat locking her in.
Rushing over the Doctor gave her release as he lifted her from the bowels of Philips Bowl, as her trousers had soaked through Philip could see the ample shape of a perfect butt, Philip felt turned on strongly as she turned around looking if anything had fallen out of her pocket.
“I thought I lost something then” checking her wet pockets as she tried smiling but was obviously very embarrassed.
Another Journalist brought her some towels from near the hand dryer to dry herself off as best she could. “Come we can get you changed into something else while we finish the remaining hospital tour and clean your cloths” the doctor said as if looking for approval.
Thank you that's very kind” she nodded at him genuinely, leaving Philip’s sight once more. The door to the bathroom opened allowing the doctor and the entourage of journalists to leave once more.
“My god she was hot, now that I’d love to……… WHAT AM I THINKING, letting her crap in me just to feel a high….” Philip couldn’t help but admit he liked being flushed. “The feel… of her hands and bum as she fell in was so smooth… why didn’t she flush me, it was the perfect moment without the….” Philip became sad at the perfect moment that had passed without the rancid experience he had earlier.
Thinking deeply to himself, as his trails of thoughts were broken as the Bathroom door opened once more.