"Sid, how much before she pukes?" The pale grizzled man ask, turning to the tall tan man.

"Abouoot.." Sid's voice trailed on for a moment as he poured milk into a bucket, and Sophy squirmed at splattering noise echoed around her, "this much!" He cheerfully swung the jug he was carrying upright and set it down. He had already poured a smoothie of fruits, vegetables, oatmeal, and hotdogs, but Sohpy didn't know what it was. He unzipped and pulled out his massive cock, pissing in the cauldron.

"You sure that's enough for her?"

"Well, Kork, feel free. Did you need to go to the bathroom?"

"No, I just pissed on that one broken kid." What broken kid? Sophy wondered. "But I do think she could use more protein."

"Always generous." Sid laughed and slapped Sophy's tits as Kork opened a closet with bug-filled glass boxes on shelves.

"OH GOD NO!" Immediately realizing what was happening, Sophy resumed squirming, more erratically than before, causing the needles in her rear to inflict more pain that enhanced her squirms, culminating in a vicious cycle.

"I know, I'm too sweet." Kork grinned as he picked a glass box with roaches and walked to the cauldron. Sophy shook her head wildly back and forth as Kork opened a lid and shook the roached in the already-disgusting mixture.

"Please, please! Don't do this to me! Ohh noOHHOhh!!" She pleaded for mercy, but Sid dropped a hose into the slushing roach-infested liquid and slammed down a shield-like lid with buttons and a hole for the hose to poke through.

Sophy started screaming again, "NOOO! oH Whhhhyyyyyy! Please I didn't do anything! I'll do wha-" SLOP Kork shoved the hoes in her mouth and flipped a switch.

SHHHHLLLRRRKKK

Vile mush instantly shoved through the transparent tunnel into Sophy's mouth. She could feel the bugs panicked squirming in her mouth and did the same, dangling from her hands and kicking her legs everywhere in the air, swinging back and forth.

The thick liquid expanded vastly in her mouth, no longer constricted by the hose, and sent roaches flying into her nasal passages. The constant heavy stream of puke-like "sustenance" shot down her digestive track and out of her nose, bringing roaches with it. Giant blobs of snot with vermin nestling them drooped from her nostrils and landed all over her frantically kicking body but especially her breasts and legs. She peed herself in distress!

Every part of her girlhood and asshole was on display, the needles swinging around and shimmering in the focused lights. Roaches and mucus flew in every direction, landing on the brown leather clothes and boots her owners wore. She didn't even notice them come up behind her to pour ants and centipedes.

Sophy was covered in vermin and her own mucus. That her bile showed everywhere on her was a morbid realization of existential mortification, and she tried to scream but couldn't for the hot sludge streamed down her throat and her stomach crunched back and forth as her hips twisted side to side and her legs spread wildly, kicking in every direction, her heel hitting her ass and smacking needles, then kneeing her own face as her face sprang about, contorting into inhuman positions, nearly twisting out of place.

She nearled choked but after just seconds, the hose was yanked from her, spewing fountains of roaches and mucus into her eyes and nose. It ran down her hair, and roaches weaved back and forth between strands on her scalp. She vomited in bursts as Kork circled her, drenching her entire body. Then he slowly pushed the hose back in her mouth as she pleaded..

Another cauldron was place under her and she could stand up straight. In fact, she had to, because her legs were tied to each other and dumbbells were tied to her knees and ankles. The hose was yanked out and Sophy vomited in a long stream as Kork held her face down to get it in the pot where she stood, though much of it splattered off her breasts and belly.

"What a disgusting thing." Sid placed a tray of burning coal and firewood under the cauldron Sophy was in, which had a 4-inch-high opening between itself and the ground. When she was done vomiting, she could feel the metal getting warmer, and at the same time was gagged. Her entire digestive tract rumbled. Just before her feet started burning, she had bouts of diarrhea slamming down her legs, an avalanche of liquid poop surfing through the air and splattering her.

She just stood there, looking down and crying as poop flew out of her and ran down her legs with her armies of vermin running over her and metal cooking her tender feet that slammed on the scurrying bugs and vomit, essentially spanking them on steel.

"Kork, think she has shat enough." Sid put the hose to Sophy's bottoms and slowly pushed it up her anus, which roaches and centipedes had now declared home, and moved it back and forth slowly, eventually prolapsing her anus before turning it on. She peed again, whimpering in her gag.

"This will be your face paint, clown." A gloved hand- she couldn't tell who's as her eyes were drenched- smeared designs on her face with the poop from her legs.