PHASE OVERFLOW — CYCLE 1: LIVING TOILET
It started with the suit.
Mistress had spent months designing it: a single-piece full-body rubber skin with internal ports, reinforced plug chambers, and a sealed hood with a direct feeding mask. When I saw it hanging from the rig for the first time, I almost cried. I knew what it meant.
“Get in. You’re not coming out until you’ve served a full cycle.”
The rubber clung to me like liquid. She zipped it shut, one inch at a time, until I was sealed completely—dark, slick, stretched tight. I couldn’t hear much beyond my own breath echoing inside the hood. Then the ports were connected.
One hose to my ass. Another to my mouth.
“You’re going to take it from both ends now. What enters must circle back.”
The pressure began slowly.
Warmth entered from below—a familiar weight, slow and heavy. I bloated quickly. The plug adjusted automatically to seal tighter. I moaned inside the mask.
“Three liters for now. You’ll feel it when it turns.”
She circled me. I couldn’t see her, but I felt her hands smoothing the rubber.
“Good. You hold it well. Let’s see how long that lasts.”
The mouth hose activated.
A slow drip. I tasted it instantly. Not clean. Warm. Sour. Hers.
“You’ll swallow every bit. Nothing escapes this system.”
She turned a valve.
The enema drained. A pump hissed beneath me, pulling the fluid through, back up into the feeding tube. Hot. Humid. Familiar.
“This is your loop now. You’ll live on it. Digest it. Return it.”
The CBT rig locked in next.
My cock, already trapped in a metal cage lining my shaft, was pinned with micro spikes. She added paste—mint, cayenne, something industrial. The burn bloomed instantly.
“No touching. No stroking. You cum only when I say.”
A motorized sound slid into my urethra, precisely timed with each squeeze of my plug. The feedback was endless—sensation stacked on sensation. My mouth filled. My belly ached. My cock throbbed.
“And you’re not even an hour in.”
She sat nearby.
Watching.
Recording.
Draining.
Refilling.
Smiling.
“Let’s see how obedient my little recycling unit really is.”
And the cycle continued.