EP.5: The Dolls' Farewell Greeting - Law of Inertia and the Yellow Blunt Weapon
Navi's fingertips brushed against the cold plastic sensation. Smooth curves. Inside them sloshed the heavy liquid's texture. It was [edible oil]. This 1.8-liter yellow liquid was the only hope that would expel the horrific industrial waste currently filling her belly.
Her pupils regained some life. She could survive. If she poured this in, it would slip out smoothly. She tried to clench her trembling fist around the bottle.
But Navi had overlooked something. The place she was standing on was a precarious metal shelf. And her lower body was trapped in an uncontrollable swamp.
-Shlursh.
Between her legs, urine oozing from the urethra where the dildo was lodged and not closing flowed down her thighs, calves, and soles without pause. Navi's bare feet were already drenched in her own excrement. The lukewarm, slippery liquid reduced the friction between her soles and the metal shelf to zero.
"Eh......?"
The moment she exerted force, her weight shifted forward. That minuscule shift in center of gravity acted as the trigger.
-Slid.
Smoother than stepping on oil, Navi's right foot, soaked in urine, slipped on the shelf surface. The support vanished. A horrifying sense of floating as if stepping into empty air slammed into her brain.
"Ah......!"
It was before she could even let go of her hand. An unprepared fall. Gravity pulled Navi's buttocks to the floor. Her posture collapsed. Her upper body arched backward, and her vision spun. The white fluorescent lights on the ceiling trailed like a comet.
In an instant, the illusion that the foreign objects jammed in her belly were loosening up. Because her body was floating in the air. For a fleeting moment, she was released from gravity. But it wasn't liberation. It was the takeoff for a catastrophe.
-Thud!
A dull impact sound shattered the convenience store's silence.
"......!!!!!!!!!"
Navi's buttocks slammed onto the marble floor with a 'thud'. The issue wasn't 'how' she fell. What fell was only Navi's 'outer skin'. The hard, heavy plastic lumps inside her belly still carried the full energy of the fall.
[Inertia]. Unlike the stopped body, the unmoving internal foreign objects.
The instant her buttocks touched the floor, the toys in her belly shot upward like rockets.
-Puk! Crack! Crunch!
"Kueh—!!!!!"
No scream escaped. It was as if her vocal cords were blocked, only a metallic sound mixed with empty air burst out. It was a physical shock beyond the range of human pain.
The first to react was the rear. The anal sphincter forcibly pried open, the mannequin's [plastic genitalia] and [forearm] lodged inside. The floor impact traveled up the buttock flesh and struck the base of the foreign object. In reaction, the hard plastic rod inside the rectum shot violently toward the depths of her belly.
-Suuuk. Puk!
"Kk... ugh...!"
The impact that pierced the rectum shot through the S-shaped colon, directly hitting the diaphragm supporting the stomach and lungs. Her breath was choked. It felt like being hammered in the solar plexus with a hammer. The air inside the lungs was forcibly squeezed out.
Simultaneously, the front side, the vaginal interior, became a hellscape. The massive [ridged dildo] blocking the cervix. And the [finger models] and [joint balls] filling around it. These collided and bounced off due to the impact (Crash), causing a massive explosion in her belly.
-Clank! Thud! Crunch!
It was a horrifying sensation as if Tetris blocks were collapsing in her belly, or as if shaking a glass bottle filled with stones. The blunt head of the dildo pushed up as if piercing the cervix, and the small accessories mercilessly poked the bladder and intestinal walls. The internal organs lost their positions and were pushed around.
A eerie crackling sound of bones and plastic grinding in the center of her belly vibrated. The hard mannequin forearm that had shot up from the buttock side pierced through the S-shaped colon like a needle, and the dildo from the front mercilessly crushed the cervix into a pulp.
The living, horrifying sensation of the intertwined foreign objects rotating at will due to the shock and grinding the organs like a meat grinder made her spine bend back as if it would break.
"Kkuuk! Uuk! Wek!!"
Due to the impact striking the diaphragm, the brain issued an emergency command for survival. Nausea reflex. The stomach contracted violently, trying to expel its contents.
But there was nothing to expel. Navi hadn't eaten anything for days. Navi lay collapsed on the floor, arching her waist like a snake, squeezing her empty stomach.
"Kyeek! Kuk! Kulk......"
Only the burning sensation in her esophagus and gastric juices oozed out. Her belly was bloated as if about to burst from being filled with foreign objects, but with the upper part raising pressure from empty retching, the organs trapped in between felt like being ground in a mortar.
"Save me...... it hurts...... my belly......"
Navi scratched the floor with bloodshot eyes. Too painful to even scream. She just kept her mouth open. Between her legs, the dildo handle was pressed to the floor, sinking deeper, and from the buttock side, the protruding accessories didn't come down and were caught between the organs. It felt like a cold gravestone lodged in her belly.
At that moment.
-Tock. Deguru.
The thing Navi had reached out to grab but slipped and missed. The 1.8-liter edible oil bottle on the shelf fell belatedly following gravity.
Just as Navi lifted her head to look up.
-Puk!
"......!!!!!!!!!"
The heavy impact sound shook Navi's head. The liquid-filled PET bottle was itself an excellent blunt weapon. It struck directly between her forehead and the bridge of her nose.
A white flash appeared before her eyes. A 'beep beep' tinnitus rang in her ears. Her brain sloshed inside her skull.
"Uh......"
Navi's head fell limply to the floor. Hot liquid flowed from her nose in a trickle, wetting her lips. A pungent iron taste. Nosebleed. The agony in her belly and the shock to her head hit simultaneously, Navi's consciousness rapidly clouded like a blown fuse.
She couldn't breathe. The foreign objects pushing up from below were pressing her lungs. No space to inhale. Vision started to blacken from oxygen deprivation.
Through her blurring vision, the yellow edible oil bottle rolling on the floor came into view. That was... my hope. The lubricant to save me. In the end, it became the weapon that brought me down.
'Ah......'
Navi buried her face in the puddle of vomit, blood, and urine on the floor. Her twitching fingers relaxed with a 'tock'. The strength drained from all her muscles. The sagging body was now closer to a broken doll than a living being.
-Thud.
The last moment of consciousness. Navi felt the horrifying sensation of the hard plastic lumps in her belly wriggling and settling into place. The ones that had shot up came back down with gravity, wedging into the gaps between her organs like wedges.
Like a cold gravestone in a tomb. She had firmly settled in her belly.
"......"
Under the white lights of the convenience store. Silence hung. The body glistening with sweat and filth as if fried in oil. And a girl with a belly swollen like a pregnant woman, but bulging unnaturally and grotesquely. From between her legs, the black dildo handle protruded horrifically, and from behind her buttocks, an unknown plastic rod stuck out.
Outside the open automatic door. In the darkness. Still, dozens of gazes existed.
-Slither.
Smooth peach-colored faces stuck one by one to the glass window. Mannequins without eyes, nose, or mouth, pressing their faces against the glass and peering into the convenience store. They didn't enter. They just watched.
The 'work' they created collapsing on its own. The miserable spectacle of being filled with empty space, unconscious in pain. Amid the expressionless faces, a pungent satisfaction flowed through the darkness.
The fluorescent lights still hummed at regular intervals. Only the sound of the automatic door opening and closing was now counting the time of the convenience store in place of the unconscious Navi.
The liquids spread on the floor gradually lost their boundaries and became one stain. As if nothing happened, the cash register clock pushed its second hand one step at a time.
The faces beyond the glass window had stopped moving. Like the emptiness after satisfaction waned, the expressionless shapes seeped one by one into the darkness. What they left was only silence. As if all the events that happened here were a secret permitted only in this space.
In the distance, the siren sound faintly rang. But whether it was approaching or receding could not be known. Navi's chest rose and fell so subtly as to be almost invisible.
Like evidence that it hadn't ended yet. The convenience store was still bright, and the night was still deep.