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This story contains: Scat, toilet vore, MxM, disposal, implied vore

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Word Count: 2143

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	James rushed into the bathroom, holding his stomach with one hand as it gurgled, a bit of sweat on his forehead. He could practically feel it bursting out of him already, and he had a class in 15 minutes - he needed to hurry! He slammed the bathroom door and pulled his khakis down immediately, dropping them to the ground as he dropped his ass onto the toilet seat, also revealing his gray underwear, a small pre-cum stain on their crotch from his lunch.

	James was a calico cat, blotches of orange and dark brown covering his very fluffy white fur. His eyes were red, his nose was pink, and he had two large ears, both much bigger than his eyes, on the top of his head, with a tuft of fur between them. Each ear was orange or dark-brown, same as his spots. A set of small, circular glasses sat on his nose. Behind him, his tail swayed.

	“Hnnrgh!” He pushed enough that he began to sweat even more, small bits of sweat now visible on his shirt under the armpits. A large log of shit was crowning out of his ass, but it just would not come out - just an hour before, he had taken his lunch, which, that day, happened to be two live mice. He was a college student, living on campus, with a wide student population of different species - he figured nobody would notice if a few of the smaller ones went missing. He liked to eat them whole, especially the male ones - there was something fun about playing with them in his mouth with his tongue, rolling them around, feeling their privates, and then gulping them alive and feeling the bulge in his stomach slowly decrease as they digested. 

	He had, unfortunately, a very fast digestive system, as could be seen now, considering he was already disposing of the remains of his large meal. Usually, he didn’t have this much trouble getting it out though. He moaned and groaned, making slow, steady progress, the large log full of small mouse bones giving him much trouble.

	Thankfully, due to his moaning, he didn’t hear the sounds of a much quieter moan, coming from above him. It was a private, single bathroom, and a fairly small one - the sink was almost within reach from the toilet, and the paper towel dispenser was right behind his head. What he didn’t know was that, on top of the paper towel dispenser, leaning on his hands, was a small mouse, just like the ones he had eaten earlier. 

	Scott had been hiding in the bathroom for a long time, waiting for a cute boy to come in so he could get a peek of some private parts. He was a small, perverted mouse, with a pair of square-lens glasses, a fuzzy brown body, and a small shaft that was currently very hard, throbbing even. He had figured out how to get into the paper towel dispenser through the top, using it as his hiding space - he crawled out once he heard someone sit down, and he was very excited to find that the toilet user was actually a cute cat, with a furry body and a pair of cute glasses to compliment his facial features! Even his little moans and groans were attractive to the mouse - he had always had a thing for scat, so the associated noises were always a turn-on for him, and James did not disappoint.

	Although all the things Scott had noticed about the boy so far were already great, perhaps his best feature so far was his shaft. The pink penis was a modest length, but the mouse didn’t mind - any amount of inches was enough to fill his entire body, after all, and James was no exception; that fantasy of being used like a fleshlight by the cat was already running through his head. Scott inched closer to the round edge - it wasn’t easy to grip it, so he was risking a lot, but he really wanted to see more! And as he did, catching a better view of James’ little behind, he couldn’t help but remove one hand to give his own length a little rub. 

Scott moaned, the noise thankfully being drowned out by the cat’s own moans, and splattered a load of seed onto the dispenser. However, he had little time to pleasure himself again or go back to his hiding spot. He immediately felt himself beginning to slide, the slickness of the cum making the curved surface much more dangerous for the mouse. He quickly scampered to try and figure something out, but to no avail - in moments, he was in a freefall.

	James blushed a bit - he didn’t know why, but he felt like someone was watching him, suddenly. He dismissed the thought and put his focus back on his defecation - why was he having so much trouble today? He lifted his ass to readjust himself, and finally, he managed to get out his first log, a large, dark-brown one, absolutely packed with small, white bones. It took a while to get all out of him - it was at least 8 inches - but it felt amazing to have it finally gone. The “plop” sound as it broke the water was especially loud, but he ignored it, assuming it was just a matter of the log’s size.

	In reality, that plop sound was from Scott, who had managed to fall into the toilet right as the cat was adjusting himself. He swam back to the surface of the water and breathed in, grabbing onto the log of shit automatically to steady himself - it was a near-death experience for him to descend from such a height!

	And then, he noticed what he was holding onto, the slimy, sticky log of shit filled with bones that he immediately recognized as that of a mouse, and he pushed himself away from it, a blush creeping across his face as he looked at his now waste-covered fingers. Was James a predator on campus? Scott could swear he made out the strap of a small backpack in that log, further cementing the growing theory in his head that James was one of the people causing so many rodent students to disappear lately. For some reason, this just made Scott hornier - the risk he had made in spying on this cat was immense, and he had no idea! And now, he was in that cat’s toilet, his soft ass hanging over him, his asshole opening up to release yet another log of shit full of bones, this one coming out at a much faster rate!

	Before Scott could pleasure himself, a new log of poop landed right on him, pushing him down into the water for a moment. He quickly swam back up, only to be hit by another, and another, and another! They began to pile up, starting to sink to the bottom of the toilet, taking Scott with them, trapping him like he was in a collapsing building. 

	James relaxed now, scrolling through a Discord server for gay cats on his phone, admiring various pictures of hot felines posing for the camera with partial or full nudity. His cock was now hard, dripping a little precum into the toilet water as he looked. Scott didn’t get a chance to see the cat boy’s hard shaft, now sitting in the drain, completely held down by the mass amount of waste. James didn’t need to push anymore - after that first log, the rest were just sliding right out, though there were a lot; if he had counted, he might’ve gotten to 11 or 12 logs in total. The last one eventually fell out, a small, slimy one, hitting the water and floating onto the pile, and along with it came a modest stream of urine, turning the water a light yellow.

	James didn’t look into the bowl, but if he had, he would’ve seen Scott struggling to get out - all that was visible was his blushing face, his mouth closed as he held his breath. The cat ripped a few squares of toilet paper from the roll on the wall, lifted himself just a little, and wiped. The TP glided through his two plushy cheeks, leaving a streak of shit on them - it was a pretty messy one, it seemed. Scott enjoyed getting to watch the process, even if it was difficult to see through the water - he had such a cute ass! The mouse almost wished he had been one of the logs coming out of it, although he was probably getting the closest experience he could to that without actually being digested. 

James dropped the toilet paper in and immediately reached for more, not noticing the toilet paper falling streak-side down onto Scott’s head, the brown streak landing right on top of him. He groaned, his view of the cat boy now completely obscured - he struggled more, trying to get out, to get another look, and then, a thought occurred to him. 

Scott was currently in the toilet, near the drain, trapped under a bunch of shit. This was not a latrine - it was a full, functioning toilet, with a plumbing system below it leading to the sewers. The thing that suddenly terrified the mouse was him remembering that this toilet could flush, and that his small mouse body would likely fit in that drain just as easily as a log of shit. He immediately began to struggle more - if he wasn’t fast, he was going to be flushed down the toilet! And on top of that, he could already feel himself running out of air!

James rubbed the last bit of waste from his ass and dropped the piece of toilet paper - the toilet was quite full; he had really made a mess of it today. Thankfully, the university toilets were fairly powerful, so he wouldn’t have to worry about a clog or anything like that. He looked at his phone - only 5 minutes until his class! He quickly pushed the toilet’s lever and washed his hands.

Scott froze as he heard a sound. “Cli-clunk!” He recognized it - it was the indistinguishable sound of the lever being pushed down, of the flush being initiated, and he was about to be caught in the current. Sure enough, following it was the loud “FWOOOOSH” of water filling the bowl, the toilet water inside swirling around and around. The pile of TP and shit was kicked up out of the drain by the current, swirling a bit as well, taking Scott for a spin along with it, a blur of browns and yellows filling his vision. The whirlpool eventually pulled him into the trap, putting him face-to-face with the drain, and then, it sucked him down, as if he was just another piece of shit, flinging him through the pipes as he desperately held his breath, waste floating all around him.

James looked into the toilet as it refilled, now clean, the waste all flushed out. He swore he had caught a glimpse of a mouse at the end there - was he seeing things? He shook his head; it must’ve been one of his prey’s skulls or something. He clicked the light off and left, rushing to his next class as Scott rushed through the pipes.

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