Shrink Hospital - Chapter Three | Commission

Olivia rushed out of her gym and into the elevator in order to get to the ground floor. As the metal doors slid open, she was relieved to see that the elevator was empty and stepped into it. Hurriedly, she pressed the sixth floor and then the close door button rapidly in an attempt to get it shut as soon as possible. She watched the gym disappear as the doors closed, waiting for that safe moment when the doors were shut completely.

The doors closed without issue, Olivia thanked God that nobody had tried to join her on her trip the next seven floors down to the multi-story parking garage. Having been trying her best to clench her thick cheeks, she finally allowed them some respite - causing a long and powerful hiss to escape from her anal sphincter; the pressure in her rectum so high that just relaxing it  would cause leakage.

She could smell the potency of her intense odour filling the tiny metal box she stood in and tried not to think about it as she watched the floors tick down. 13… 12… 11… 10...  The elevator slowed to a halt on the tenth floor and Olivia’s eyes bulged as the metal doors opened slowly to reveal a man who must have been barely the height of her breasts.

Brian was just finishing work for the day, excited to get home as soon as possible. He pressed the button and watched the floor number tick down to his floor, he had no car and so would be headed to the ground floor in order to get to the street. He didn’t mind the walk, it was a nice change from being sat down at a desk all day and he only lived fifteen minutes away on foot.

The elevator dinged as it stopped on Brian’s floor. The doors opened to reveal a woman with the widest hips he had ever seen. Her figure was like no other, she was the definition of thick and glistening with sweat. She must have just been to the gym, and he guessed she definitely went frequently with her weight seemingly in all the right places and nothing was hanging over. He made his way into the elevator, noticing just how much this near-Amazonian woman dwarfed him.

Brian smiled at her kindly, bowing his head slightly as he made his way into the elevator. He pressed the ground floor button as he entered and made his way towards the back of the elevator. As he turned around to face the door, the sheer thickness of this woman’s ass was truly understood by Brian. The flesh of her ass filled every millimetre of her leggings, with her humongous crack eagerly eating some of the fabric. Olivia could see the whole horrific string of events playing out in her peripheral vision, causing her face to redden. She heard him taking a deep breath in through his nose before stifling a choking sound.

His smile turned to a face of horror as the vile stench invaded his nostrils, his appreciation of this woman’s ass fading with each painful inhale. Wanting to leave immediately, Brian considered maybe mentioning he had forgotten something, but it was far too late for that as the metal doors clanged into a closed position. The odour caught his breath and he held back his choking as best as he could, hoping to not embarrass the woman that so obviously had violated this space with her smell.

The vile odour hung thickly in the air. Rotten eggs felt like a total understatement, Brian would’ve compared it more to perhaps the shit of someone who had consumed rotten eggs - the type of odour only given off by someone extremely unwell. He prayed for the woman’s health, and would’ve made a joke about how her ass must have been that size from its contents. However, he couldn’t appreciate the thought as his body continued on in fight or flight mode, wanting him to move away from the hazardous gas. 

The floors ticked down. 9… 8… Time felt like it had slowed completely, each passing second like a minute. He held his breath for as long as he could. 7.. 6… The elevator came to a stop and Olivia began to exit. Her pressured sphincter flexed outwards as she walked, causing a violently odorous SBD to exit as she walked, filling the cramped elevator for one final time.

Brian, feeling safe as the woman made her way out of the stinking metal box, gasped inwards as his body screamed out for oxygen. He could taste it. The air was ripe once more, even worse than it had been. It was thick and hung in the air like a cloud of smog. As Olivia headed towards the parking garage, she peered back at the closing doors of the elevator to see the red face of a man battered by her flatulence.

Meanwhile, the doctors in the BEE had managed to find her sphincter again. However, nothing solid was able to make it through, due to her clenching as best she could whilst also using her passing of gas to relieve pressure inside without having access to a toilet. Olivia’s drive remained mostly uneventful for her at least, as she made her way home humming the tune on the radio.

Two of the doctors inside the BEE had decided enough was enough, they headed over to the airlock of the BEE and began suiting up. Emilia and the remaining doctors tried to convince them to stay, stating that this was a suicide mission. However, they could not convince them to stay. One of the two fleeing doctors, James, even citing that he was head doctor and thus she had no say in what he did. Silently, Emilia stopped trying to stop them.

With their suits on, the two fleeing doctors stepped into the airlock and Emilia pressed the button to depressurise the chamber. She watched as the two men were ejected out of the airlock and the door slammed shut behind them, an expected and automated eject to avoid allowing too much back into the BEE. She looked into the shit covered airlock in defeat, knowing their fate.

The group of remaining doctors rushed back over to the control room so they could watch their colleagues’ escape attempt. Unable to see very far in front of them, the presence of the two doctors in front of Olivia’s sphincter popped up as two flickering dots on their radar.

As Olivia arrived home, she sprinted towards her front door and headed immediately upstairs to her bathroom upon entry. The BEE must have been working because she was desperate for the toilet. Olivia ripped her gym leggings and panties down her thick legs before slamming her huge ass onto her toilet, it creaked as it strained from the force of the slam.

Without needing to push, Olivia’s anus opened and a mass of shit squirted out of her into the bowl below, causing the BEE to jerk forwards in her rectum. James, the head doctor, was starting to be overwhelmed by the intense heat and pressure inside of this woman. He didn’t know how much longer he’d survive when suddenly her hole opened in front of him. He cheered as he was blasted out of it, only to see the water of Olivia’s toilet below. He screamed out as he was blasted into the cold water below and buried under the rest of her shit that had exited.

The stream of shit lasted only a brief moment. Olivia, with her constipation still not quite gone, could not push out anymore and her sphincter seemed to lock back into place. Reece, the other doctor who had gone into her rectum in a suit, also cheered as he was sucked with her shit towards the exit. However, his exit was not so easy as her hole closed just as he reached it. He slowly dragged his arms backwards through the filth and slammed them against her rectum in a defeated final attack but made no difference.

The doctors were in horrified silence as one of the dots disappeared, knowing he was likely dead. They jumped in fright as the radio blasted on, Reece screamed, “PLEASE! HELP ME! I DON’T HAVE LONG”. But there was nothing they could do for him now. They continued to listen to his cries for help as they debated what to do. Finally, they decided they would spare themselves the heart ache and turned the radio volume down. He was on his own now.

Reece floated in the rumbling and pressing filth hopelessly, he edged his way towards her sphincter in hopes that he’d be sucked out too. He had no idea that certain death lay beyond it. Suddenly a fart hissed out, shaking the BEE violently as the shit inside of Olivia was churned and Reece was dragged closer to her sphincter again until he was touching it. So close, he thought, as it closed again in front of him.

James, after desperately trying to climb out of the mess that covered him for what felt like an age, finally made it out from beneath her pile of shit. With his helmet covered and him being totally unable to see or breathe properly due to his damaged oxygen tank, he took his helmet off. He craned his neck upwards and got a view of the gargantuan ass that filled the bowl. The inner edge of the seat dug into her voluminous flesh.

Feeling like she’d not get anything else out, Olivia stood up and raised her huge ass away from the toilet seat. Light flooded into the bowl, giving James a much better view of the huge rear that threatened his life so terribly. He felt like he was looking up at two super moons from the surface of an alien planet, Olivia’s posterior proving to be the largest he had ever witnessed in his time as a BEE doctor. A twang of pain struck Olivia’s stomach, as had happened so many times before. Hoping it may lead to her getting some more out, Olivia slammed her ass down hard back onto the toilet - plunging James into darkness once more and violently shaking his whole world.

Olivia strained again, another hiss escaped from her sphincter. She pushed as hard as she could, eventually turning the hiss into a loud, blasting fart. It roared, even going so far as to vibrate her ass as it echoed in the bowl. The doctors in the BEE were thrown across the control room as the BEE was shaken violently from the blast. 

his suit so he could see and breath better since his oxygen supply had been damaged from the fall. He peered up at her flared asshole as it began hissing at him, filling his nostrils with her noxious gas. His face burned painfully, he clenched his eyes shut but had little success in avoiding the excruciating suffering she was causing, his features barely distinguishable from a rash and shit covered mess. The hiss continued for an eternity before turning into a rocket-like blast. Far higher in intensity, the hot stream of methane and other gases blasted him powerfully, burning him alive upon the mound he lay on.

Unable to get anything else out other than a few stinking farts, Olivia unceremoniously wiped her curvaceous ass with the thoroughness of a surgeon. She spared no spot, burying James’ corpse in a pile of used toilet paper. Standing up, she reached for the toilet handle and pulled it, sparing no thought for the shit in the bowl. She watched as a vortex of water plunged the toilet paper into the depths and it was sucked through the pipes with such force. 

The doctors in the BEE could hear the familiar roar of a toilet reverberating through her thick ass, it sounded deeper and muffled. They knew that their fear of their head doctor’s fate was true, they prayed that Reece would have a quick death. If he wasn’t flushed too, he’d likely die from the heat or suffocation when his suit eventually stopped adequately protecting him from her hot shit. They weren’t designed for these extreme conditions.

As Olivia headed out of the bathroom, the shit inside of her finally lurched downwards towards her sphincter due to gravity and the doctors were all thrown around in the mess. Once the BEE was able to stabilise it’s position, they all ran to the radar. They watched, terrified, as Reece’s dot seemingly stopped exactly where her sphincter was. He screamed out as he was pinned to the tight, elasticated flesh by the weighted mass of faecal matter behind him. 

The supposed salvation Reece so desperately prayed for came in the form of a small fart, finally sucking him with it out of her packed rectum. The fart thundered through her colon, coinciding perfectly with the BEE radar losing track of Reece entirely. Silence hung over the other doctors, only broken by one asking, “did… did he make it?”, and peering towards Emilia for her take on the situation.

Emilia looked shocked at the turn of events and uncertain of how it may have played out for Reece. She replied, “I think he might have made it out, I don’t know how safe he is though. They’ve both taken such a huge risk. I pray for their safety, but I don’t have high hopes”.

Reece was dragged by the small fart through Olivia’s sphincter, coming to a halt only part of the way out. The outer ridges of her asshole still hugged him tightly, the few bits of shit still left acted like glue. He squirmed desperately to get off of her asshole but was totally unable to get away.

Feeling like her thong and leggings were falling down her ass slightly, Olivia took a moment to first pull her thong up between her monstrous cheeks. Reece was given no warning as the fabric zoomed between Olivia’s cheeks before finally meeting its resting place - against her asshole. The fabric pressed heavily down onto Reece, serving to stop any possible attempts at escape if he was even able to break free of her sphincters vice like grip.

Suddenly, Olivia’s asshole flared open once more and a powerful, intensely hot blast forced its way out. Reece was able to break free of her asshole finally but was in turn pinned to her staining thong strip by the pressing gas. The neverending onslaught of potent, noxious fart continued to fire into Reece as he lay caught in the thong strip like a fish in a net. The heat slowly began to overwhelm him. The temperature and strong pressure continuously struck his body, effectively burning him to death before it ended. Finally her fart began to lessen and lessen before coming to a complete stop, leaving only cooked flesh and what looked like burnt rubber, stained into the ass end of her tight thong.