Indyboysteve

Dave had always loved rubber, starting off when he was sixteen buying his first latex pants and socks and secretly wearing them under his work clothes. He had started work that same year as a labourer, but wasn't particularly very good. His boss became infuriated with his clumsiness on site but he liked the young man so wasn't sure what to do.

One day, whilst Dave had nipped to the toilet, he was just pulling his orange work trousers down when John, his manager, also ran into the toilet and stared in disbelief at Dave's rubber pants.

Dave didn't know what you do when John said "you into rubber, lad?", and just mumbled something along the lines of "yes boss" but went bright red through embarrassment.

That's when John knew he'd found his perfect use for Dave. John knew Dave's family wanted him out of the house, they were a rough family and didn't want Dave at home, so John contacted them and suggested he'd find a home for Dave, and before he knew it, Dave found his belongings on the garden when he went home later that night. John knew what was happening so came to pick him up, and that's when Dave would disappear into a world of men, rubber and filth.

John took him back to the work site, fed him and drugged him. He woke up later that evening covered in rubber, head to toe. His entire body in tight black rubber, suctioned into a vac bed with a tight rubber mask on. He panicked and tried to scream but found he couldn't. Heard about 15 of his work colleagues, big, strong, older men around him laughing and making derogatory comments. He felt ashamed and embarrassed

He felt sick to the stomach when he heard John say to the lads. Meet your new rubber toilet boys. Dave is going to drink your piss and eat your shit, so make sure you come to work with a full bowel. The lads all nodded, laughed and agreed. Dave didn't appreciate the nightmare he was in for, not just for a few hours or days but for the rest of his life.

You see John has layed a foundation just below the portaloo, where Dave in his rubber would be placed. He would live in darkness, eternal darkness, and would feel shit and piss trickling down his throat every hour of every day, all the men on site would be dumping their loads into the toilet each and every day. One particular cruel man by the name of Mike even brought dog shit in to put down the toilet, he got hard at the thought of Dave having to eat his and his Doberman's shit each and every day

That was Dave's life from then on, a rubber toilet slave buried under a portable toilet being used over 15 different men each day.

And your probably wondering, what about Dave shit and piss,, well that would just fill the suit until every inch of him was covered in a thick sticky layer of shit, eventually covering all of his skin and eventually Dave would be eating that too as it found it's way back to his mouth.

So Dave would spend minute after minute eating fresh shit and rotten old shit, little time for sleeping just eating. Even the air he breathed came from the shit pipe so he breathed shit too. He would never experience fresh air again.

That was twenty years ago, and weirdly Dave is still going, still eating, he remembers nothing of his previous life. For twenty years he's become nothing more than a human turd. Eating shit and being covered in shit. But that's the luck of the draw in life! Some people just end up as a rubber toilet!!