The front door opened and Urial cried out in relief as his dad came in.
“Please, dad. Hurry. Stop him. He's hacking my accounts.”
“Hardly hacking.” Mark said, still typing away. “You simply gave us your password when I asked for it. Full consent. Told you it wanted this,” he added, looking up at his dad.
“Dad. Get me out. Hurry!” Urial begged. His dad ignored his wining and didn't look at him.
“Ashley I got the unisex urinal I was talking about so your mother and little sister can use it too thought they’ll never know the truth of the thing. Mind getting it from the truck?”
“Come on dad, hurry.” He was still ignored. As if he wasn't there. Ashley popped in with the new porcelain urinal and handed it to his dad along with some tools. A sinking feeling of dread began to fill Urial's chest, but no. It was a ridiculous idea. No way that was what was happening.
“Dad...?” Urial squeaked nervously. Fearfully. Still no answer. The urinal was place next to his head .
“Almost done,” his dad said. He bent down and pressed Urial's cheeks together to force open his mouth. The boy made a protesting “Ag” sound as something was pressed into his mouth. A tube shaped for a mouth with a bit to resist his bite. It formed a kind of gas mask that propped his mouth open. Not uncomfortable wide open, but certainty didn't let him close it. It pressed over his lips and covered his nose. Two rubber tubes were uncomfortably shoved up his nostrils as well. His dad pulled it tight around Urial's head and strapped it securely in place. Urial made a flustered, panicked and gagged protest that was almost unintelligible.
“Oat da ell al you oin!?” (What the hell are you doing!?) Mark and Ashley were leaning in to get a proper look.
“The opening is adjustable here even once the Urinal covers him up,” their dad said, demonstrating by twisting something at the side of Urial's gag; Urial's mouth was cranked more open with every twist until it was as wide as he could normally hold it.
“Agha...” Urial gargled meaninglessly.
“It looks so cute.” Ashley said with affection, as if praising a puppy.
“Don't keep it this wide for more then an hour at a time. We don't want to damage it.” An hour! Urial thought panicked. No way he could hold it this wide for that long.
“It works just as well with a smaller opening for it's main task, but we'll leave it like this for the moment.” He kept talking while attaching plastic tube from the bottom of the urinal and to the gag. It didn't push into Urial's mouth, but just twisted into place at the front of the mask. Urial whimpered, disbelieving what he was being turned into.
“Tubes for airflow go up its nostrils for safety, but to encourage efficient drainage, the urine will start to flow up the nostrils as well if the main drain starts to refuse intake. Also I had this custom made so he can see through this thing but no one sees him back.” He finished the installation by finally placing the new Urinal over his sons head Hiding the real true to its nature and got back up. “We should let your mother and little sister be the first ones to break you in. And with that view of your you’ll get a first row view as they both piss into your mouth.”