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Cleaning the Toilet
Based on a comic strip by FLASH, written by Jessanonymous, and edited by REd
"I hate this job. I hate my life." Said the man that worked a small convenience store that sat in the center of a busy intersection of the city that it was located in. Across the street was a 40-50 foot across circle of gravel and plant life. Well, it was more like an island in the middle of a tornado of traffic. Rumors say there's a cannibal tribe of jissouseki there, as its remote location is amidst speeding steel, and even abusers don't want to risk becoming roadkill like the small Jissouseki that attempt to escape being eaten by the other larger ones.
It is a preferred hiding place for this tribe, as no one really needs to go there. The plant life residing on the gravel and sod is mostly oleander, and no city service objects requiring maintenance are on that plot of land. But I babble. We go back to the man in the convenience store that hates his life and job.
"Hey, watch the counter I'm gonna go clean the bathroom." He called out to another worker that was busy with inventory and stock.
"About time, it stinks in there. Don't forget the bleach." the other man answered and walked behind the counter to help a customer ring up their purchase.
"Yeah, whatever." He got the mop, a bucket, and a bottle of industrial strength cleaner.
Upon entering the bathroom, he heard the familiar chirps of 'techiiii!', from deep within one of the stalls.
His breathing heightened and he felt tense, highly excited at the prospect of mangling a jissouseki. He was one of the ones that got a thrill from their pain and anguish, and sometimes masturbated during his torturing administrations. In fact, his hand had already snaked down his pants and started wiggling his joystick right there.
He started to walk down the hall towards the stall where the chirping came from, and he heard them more clearly now.
"Push mama, techa."
"I want more sisters, techi!"
"I am tired, desu."
"what's that, techi?"
"Someone is coming, techiin."
"A human maybe, techi?"
"Will he take us home, techa?"
"No, desu! Run away while you can, desu!"
He came to the stall and opened it. As usual, the mother Jissouseki was laying in the toilet and giving birth to her children in it with her back towards the drain. Two children were on either side of her, and two of them were lying in the toilet, their faces just above the water, freshly born and still encased in a greenish membrane, blissfully unaware of the danger. Another was being pushed out even as the man looked down upon them.
"Human is tall, techu!" One of them stood on one foot, hand on cheek and head tilted with her tongue hanging out cutely, the other saying 'techaaaa.' and looking at him blankly.
"Leave us alone, desu!" The mother had red tears flooding both cheeks and was visibly shaking, lips peeled back in a frightened frown. Part from the labor, the other part from her experience she's had with humans.
"What do we have here?" He stooped down, taking on the face of a nice human. He reached out to pet one of her children on the head. It responded with panting and lifting up her skirt to reveal her white panties.
"Taking us home, techii?"
"We're cute and lovable, techu, we eat very little, techa!"
The mother started to feel relieved at first, her lips almost cracking into a smile.
"Maybe, but first I have to clean this toilet." He said, and pulls out the bottle of cleaner packed with chemicals that can dissolve almost any matter.
"NO, D-DESUUUU!" The mother knew what he was going to do, and her face fell even more, baring teeth and trying to growl menacingly.
He unscrewed the cap on the bottle and poured the majority into the water that the other three children were laying in, and immediately their skin turned purple and white, the chemicals dissolving their soft flesh immediately. Even their eyeballs started to melt. His other hand had been in his pants for a while, masturbating to the sight.
"Mama, our sisters don't look so good, techi!"
"What is that water, techa?"
"M-m-m-my babies, desu!" She picked up one of the lifeless clumps of melting flesh and licked it futilely, as if thinking it would instantly revive. "DECHAAAA! My tongue burns, desu!"
"Mama, what's wrong with sister, te-CHIIIIIIII!" She was suddenly grasped by the man, who dropped his pants to reveal his own meat.
"Well, if you want more children I can help you make more!" He ripped the underwear off of the child in his hand, and positioned its vagina with his meat. In no time it was filled with his cream, squeaking with surprise. Her squirminess caused the rest of it to fly in every direction. Some in her eye, on her clothes, and even in her mouth. She coughed at the salty taste. The red eye of the child turned green as it went into pregnancy stages, green tears flooding its face. He then dropped the child back down where he grasped it, next to its mother. She reached out towards her pregnant child.
"My child is too small to have babies, desu! She will die, desu!"
"Mama….I feel funny, techii. Will I be a breeding Jissouseki, techiin?" Said the child rapturously as it lay on the floor covered in semen.
He then picked up the other child, and pulled its hood down.
"W-what are you doing, Mr Man? Will you make me a breeding jissouseki to-OOOIIICHI!" He pinched her head like a jelly filled donut, brain matter squirting out of her ears and nose, eyes crying uncontrollably and its mouth quivering as it loses control of its bodily functions, then set her down next to her mother.
He then grabbed the one he impregnated, and it looked up at him with bright green hopeful eyes, and asked "Will I be master's lover, techuun?"
The mother Jissouseki had began to climb out of the toilet, and stared in shock at her child that was now missing a brain. "Cruel, evil human, desu! Stop hurting my babies, desu!"
"re….chu……te…….cha" The brain-damaged sister said, then staggered, and emptied its bowels into its white panties. It falls backwards, blood and brains sliding onto the floor, its panties bursting from the load.
"Like I want a filthy animal for a lover, or even one that has my child!" He pulls out a box cutter, and the child in his hand screams out, flailing its limbs and finally shits itself as well, its panties overflowing as the box cutter severs her tiny arms like salami for a sandwich. Its teeth is clenched, face goes purple as it hisses a scream.
"IT HURTS TECHIII! HELP ME MAMA TEGYAAAA!" She flails and flings semen and feces everywhere.
"I will get you for this, desu! Cruel human, dejaaaaa!" Its face wrinkles into a snarl, the center of it beet red in anger, as she waddles towards the man.
"Deeeeeee… chiiin…" the brain-damaged Jissou squeaks out, as it goes through it's final death throes.
He then holds the jissou child by the head and slices it in half at the hips, then drops it near the brain damaged jissou.
"Ma…ma….it
hurts
….te…..chaaaaaaa.." As it dies from shock and loss of blood and bowels.
"Pay, desu! Die, desu!" Its face is still curled up in rage, face going purple as the man grabs its tuft of hair, hood and pigtails and pulls with all of his rage, ripping it all off and leaving behind a naked gremlin.
"You should have just resigned yourself to your fate, you ugly little monster!" He ripped up her clothing and hair, kicked her into the toilet and dropped the shredded remains of its beauty on the blood and shit stained floor. "I'll let you live just to be in despair of your bald and naked self."
He left the bathroom as it was, and decided to clean it later. The mother lay in the toilet, looking at the remains of her children and cries.
"Human should not be so cruel, ORORORO!"
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