[Comm] Jill Valentine's Anal Invader

Jill Valentine lay face down on the hospital gurney as it rushed down the hospital. Ada Wong, Claire Valentine, and several worried nurses pushed the gurney down the hallways.

“Don’t worry, Jill! We’ll get it out!” Claire said.

Jill frowned in embarrassment.

“It’s nothing. I’ll be fine,” she said, but there was a small tear, barely visible, in the back of her cargo pants, and her upturned butt was buzzing, vibrating softly, making her wide, athletic cheeks jiggle.

“It just tickles a little bit,” she said.

“You can’t know what that thing is carrying!” Ada said. “We have to make sure there’s no potential infection!”

The women pushed the gurney into the examination room, making the doctor was already putting on her stethoscope.

“I’m glad you got here as quick as you did!” the doctor said. “Now, up on the examination table.”

Jill awkwardly maneuvered from the gurney onto the examination table. Her butt buzzed louder. She sat sheepishly on her knees on the table, not wanting to plant her butt buzzing butt on the surface.

The doctor shook her head. “Not like that. Hands and knees, butt in the air!”

Jill’s mouth twitched in annoyance, but she turned around onto her hands and knees and stuck her butt in the air. Claire and Ada couldn’t help but smirk at Jill’s vibrating ass in her tight cargo pants sticking right up at them as she lay doggy style on the table.

“Ah, I see how it got in here,” the doctor said. She poked at the small tear in Jill’s pants and panties, prodding her left butt cheek with her finger. Jill jumped a little at the sudden prodding finger against her skin.

“And you say it looked like a moth went right up your anus?” the doctor said.

Jill’s face turned hot.

“Yes.”

“Was it white with red spots by any chance?” the doctor asked.

Claire nodded. “I saw it fly in. That’s exactly what it looked like.”

The doctor turned pale. She immediately took the stethoscope and began sticking it to Jill’s ass, feeling her up over and over across the surface of her butt.

“Good. It seems to be localized in your rectum. We need to act fast. We’re dealing with a mutant phantom moth. When it gets inside a patient’s body it begins to explore. It usually, moves to the legs, where it can be removed with a simple procedure…”

Jill nodded along. She was still nervous, but her practical mind was taking everything in stride.

“… However, sometimes, the moth moves to the patients… vaginal cavity… and related organs,” the doctor said. “In which the procedure is much, much moreinvasive.”

The doctor made a fist with her hand and repeatedly thrust it upward into the air, miming the procedure. Claire and Ada felt their knees grow wobbly with dread, and Claire protectively clamped her hands over her crotch.

Jill bit her lip, sudden panic filling her wide eyes and her entire body trembling. “Well kill it! What are you waiting for?!”

The doctor grabbed a needle and syringe from a counter and started shouting commands. “GET HER FLAT AGAINST THE TABLE! AND STRIP HER!”

Claire and Ada pushed Jill down against the table, basically slamming her into it while the nurses ripped Jill’s pants and panties to her ankles. The removed her bottoms with such force that her buttcheeks sprung free and shook violently, each jiggling against the other.

“They’re like jell-o!” Claire giggled.

“You need to do some more squats!” Ada teased.

Jill craned her neck back to look at the doctor. “Can we get this over with? And why do my pants have to be pulled all the way down for a sho-”

She saw however, the doctor put the needle back in a drawer. The dangerous implement safely put away, the doctor instead pulled a long, long tool out of the cabinet, a nearly foot long ribbed and metal probe.

Jill’s words dried in her mouth. Her lips moved like fish’s. “N—n-n NO!” she wailed. She scrambled on the table, but Ada, Claire, and the nurses held her down.

“Jesus Christ, she’s strong,” Ada said, gripping Jill’s shoulder and torso.
 “Jill it’s for your own good!” Claire said.

“ARE YOU CRAZY!?” Jill shouted.

“Your ass can take it. You’ll be fine,” Ada said.

“NO IT FUCKING WON’T” Jill screeched, struggling madly against their combined grips.

“Think of your pussy, Jill!” Claire said. “Think of-“ she mimed the fisting motion with her free hand.

“GGRRRRRRR,” Jill growled like a rabid animal. Behind her, her butt was vibrating more violently, practically twerking from the phantom moth.

“Doctor, it’s moving!” a nurse said.

“Spread her open!”

“But doctor, what about lube?” a nurse said.

“There’s no time for lube!”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE’S NO TIME FOR LUBE!” Jill screamed, her voice breaking into a shrill squawk.

The nurses yanked Jill’s tightening, tense, muscular legs apart into a triangle.

“Try to stay calm, Jill,” Claire said.

“It will hurt less if you try to relax,” Ada said.

Their voices were comforting, but their own butts were clenching in fear – Ada’s in her red dress and Claire in her jeans – and both of their stomachs were swirling with dread at the realization that their friend was about to be unwillingly, dry, butt raped in front of them, while they held her down.

The doctor prodded at Jill’s buttcrack with the probe. Her clenching ass was like iron, every muscle of her body tightening to prevent the invasion. Her teeth were bared together and sweat dripped down her face in her mad panic.

“SHE’S CLENCHING! NURSES, PULL HER OPEN!”

Nurses reached out, cupping her cheeks in their hands, and started to slowly pull her open like they were struggling against the iron jaws of a bear trap. The whole time Jill was violently shaking her head from side to side, but her puckered asshole and her pussy below it were slowly revealed to the phallic probe.

“There!” the doctor said, swinging her arm down, driving the probe through like a stake.

SHUNCKK

“OOUHGGHHHH!!” Jill wailed. Her eyes crossed and she howled. Her butt was skewered. The probe was driving down inch by inch with harsh, dry meaty sounds. It scraped and tugged at her with raw, burning hardness, drilling up her previously virginal ass. Ada and Claire winced with sympathy, but they couldn’t turn away.

“I’ve almost got it!” the doctor said.

“OHHH!! OUHHH!!!” Jill moaned with each movement. Her mind was breaking under the pain, the violation.

“Just one, last… PUSH!” the doctor exclaimed, driving the full, ten-inch-length up her ass.

“OUUAAHHGG!!!” Jill screamed. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth and her body shuddered, convulsed before laying still on the table.

The doctor was beaming. “We’ve got it!”

Then, without warning, she pulled the full length out of Jill’s poor ass, yanking at her walls and fucking the whole length of her rectum with the probe.

“AAAIEEEeeEEEEE!” Jill screamed, burying her face in the table. Claire and Ada jumped at the sudden outburst, and their hands went to defensively cover their assholes.

The doctor held up the probe. The tip of it had the remains of the bug squashed onto the tip.

“Sorry about that, but it all worked out in the end!”

Jill was flopped face down on the table, defeated.

A nurse walked by and gave Jill what was meant to be a comforting pat on the butt, but her burning ass was so sensitive that she shuddered violently. The nurse, though, didn’t seem to notice.

“Oh, you were so brave!”

Jill grumbled into the table. “Shut up!”

Claire and Ada looked down at the bottomless Jill, trying to smile. They couldn’t keep their eyes off Jill’s butt and the suspicious dampness on the table spreading out from between her legs.

“Well, at least you’re safe now,” Claire said with a tired grin.

“And you got your brown belt, so it’s not a total loss!” Ada quipped.

“MMmphhnnss…” Jill mumbled into the table.

Claire leaned down. “What was that, Jill?”

Jill raised her head. “I said I want some ice.”

Ada arched an eyebrow. “Are you thirsty or something.”

Jill sighed. “No… I’m going to shove it up my ass.”