Wrote a continuation of my own, maybe got a bit to focused on the trashing side, I hope its enjoyed.

"Fuck, Alice, you're a defective. Can't do shit, and between your used condom twat and your ruined ass I'm pretty fucking surprised you're not already replaced." Ella-5886732 pushed the toe of her thin plastic shoe into Alice's crotch, smudging a glob of spunk onto the floor, looking down at the maimed crew girl sitting slumped in the hall. "Boss got a memo 'bout the hand, I'm supposed to take you to med deck to be 'valuated and reassigned cause you're worthless for sanitation." The former metroplex dweller was glad she'd kept her contract long and low risk, carting garbage for six years was far preferable to joining it after a month.

Alice had been left to be pounded, apparently at a generous discount, for the better part of the day following the loss of her hand. From her taskmaster work management device she knew here holes were being sold at minimum value, and she didn't receive any new work commands. When Ella came pushing a nearly full non-reclaimable waste collection cart down the hall and stopped beside her the future became pretty obvious. She protested as the janitor roughly lifted her by the armpits and flopped her face down on the full load of bagged garbage, giggling as she watched Alice kick her soft truncated thighs, cum leaking from her stretched pucker. Alice remembered being informed that her ample artificial assets couldn't be re-processed, and rather than remove them her body would be sorted with the general refuse to be baled and dumped at the next port of call for industrial reprocessing. She begged Ella to flip her over to get her face away from a full bag of heavily used EVA disposable absorbant briefs, and Ella made a point of dropping the next full bag of slimy waste on the defective's head to smother her whining. "Don't be such a bitch Ally, it's not like you're any fresher than they are." The next was right on top of that, Ella saying "I mean, it's not like you save the diaper after an EVA shift, when its all used up and nasty you dispose of it and forget it," punctuated by another giggle. Alice rode the rest of the way half buried under sloppy waste from the crew quarters, bemoaning the stench but too exhausted to uncover herself. Nose pressed into the plastic wrapped load of soggy, loaded disposable garments, Alice realized how glad she was that the splice-cow yards had been well ventilated, and as bad as the seas of manure she'd waded through had stunk they were never sealed up to fester and stew like the squelching pillow she was mashed into. Thinking about it, she was probably smelling the final, undignified releases of at least a few fellow crewmen, reeled in and stripped after dying to one of the many faulty void suits.

Next she knew a slim hand was spreading her ass and she felt the threaded mouth of a soft drink can pressing into her anus, accompanied by more of Ella-5886732's laughter. She was teasing about how little resistance Alice gave, and she pulled Alice from the heap of bagged trash by the hips, carried her into the medbay under her arm, and was promptly told to carry Alice back out into the hallway and leave here there. The assigned medic was busy finishing the modifications requested by a mid-ship officer, and didn't want some stinky whipping-whore slag leaking muddy cum in his waiting space. Ella was happy to oblige, and dropped her hard on her ass outside the door, driving the can yet further in.

Her orders regarding Alice now completed, Ella returned to her full waste collection cart and the next step of her assigned task. She pushed the cart a ways down the hall, and aligned the cart with the bulk collection console. She grinned and called down the way, "Alley trash, listen to this".

The dazed stress reliever could hear the lifting arms whir from down the hall, followed by the dull thumps and loose crashing of two dozen trash bags tumbling into a metal hopper. The lift whirred again, setting the cart down, and Alice waited for the following sounds of the disposal cycle. Ella lingered a moment, then hit the button, and Allice listened to the crunching and squelching of the waste as it was drawn into the treads of the transfer chute and mechanically delivered to the waste bunker.