Thankfully, Jeff's father discovered the full, smelly toilet before he went to bed that night, but Jeff had more important things to worry about. His grandpa couldn't just cover up his disappearance that easily. At some point, he'd have to change him back. His grandpa was a trickster, sure, and a dirty minded one at that, but he wasn't cruel enough to just...leave him like this, right? He overheard Ed telling his father that Jeff had gone to sleepover with a friend without telling him, which seemed to satisfy his dad, though Jeff didn't answer the phone when his dad tried to call and confirm it. Ed calmed him down, and told him that he'd probably show up in the morning.
That filled Jeff with a little bit of hope at least. Jeff couldn't sleep as a toilet paper roll, his inanimate mind racing, wondering what Ed was going to do in the morning. He'd probably just turn him back right? But now that Ed had the chronivac, he could do any number of things instead. Hell, he could probably make his dad forget that Jeff had ever existed in the first place. That thought made him panic, but there was nothing he could do aside from hang there until morning, and discover for himself what Ed had planned for him then.
He could hear people rousing in the house, eventually. The door eventually opened up, someone came into the bathroom, a young man that Jeff thought looked remarkably like him, though maybe a few years older than he was, probably around twenty one. What was a stranger doing in his house! He couldn't do anything about it, and when he saw the smile creep across the young man's face, Jeff realized who he was looking at, or rather, who the young man had been before.
"Morning, Toilet Paper! Since you were so eager to taste my shit, Jeff, I decided that I might as well leave you hanging there for a while longer, and I would go ahead and take your place. What do you think? I made some improvements. If I'm going to relive my youth, I wanted to at least be able to go to a bar, so I made myself twenty-one. The youth these days are so much more loose and interesting than they were in my day--I always preferred fucking guys, but settled down with your grandma because that's what was expected of me. You don't mind coming out as gay, do you?"
Jeff was screaming and shouting in rage on the handle, but Ed just chuckled. "Here, let me turn on the telepathic link, hold on," he said, and clicked an option on the screen he had open on the Chronivac."
Jeff felt it turn on, broadcasting his thoughts right into Ed's head, who just started laughing harder as Jeff yelled and screamed at him, demanding he change him back, demanding he give him his life back.
"Well, I'll think about it. First though, I need to take a big, fucking shit," Ed said, and plopped down on the toilet. He made sure to wipe a few times in the middle of his dump, enjoying the sounds of mental disgust coming from the now telepathic roll of toilet paper. Eventually, with half of the roll used up, Ed stood back up, leaving the remnants of his muck to fester in the toilet. "Fuck, that was hotter than I thought it was going to be. This young body is horny as hell anyway--you want to taste my cum too, I bet?"
Ed stroked his cock off, and Jeff expected him to shoot his load into the toilet, but instead, he shot it onto the roll where it was hanging on the wall, coating Jeff's toilet paper body with a huge load of sticky, stinking cum. Jeff letting off another round of curses of disgust as he did.
"Well, I thought about it Jeff, but having you stuck on the wall, always ready to taste my shit and cum and piss, fuck, I'm enjoying this way too much to give you your body back. I did have another idea though--do you want to hear it?"