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I am sick to death of all the bullshit life has been throwing at me. It's taken ages to get on with this.


PART 4-2

"Okay, we have an issue now." Anal Only Slut said, sipping from her water bottle as they sat next to a drinking water station. "I need to pee, and I can't go."

"What?" Billie asked, sipping from her own bottle, now only slightly contaminated with floating globs of cum. "This is Burning Woman, no need to be shy about it. I'll even drink it right from the source if you don't want anyone to see."

"I'm not shy about it, I just can't go." Anal Only repeated, tapping the metal plate sealed to her crotch with a fingernail. "I think it got blocked off under here last night."

"Oh, shit." Billie replied. "Better find a welfare tent, and hope they're not too busy sealing off stumps."

"Even if they are, better than finding some guy with a knife. I'd kind of like to survive this festival, and try to live like this." Anal Only commented, rolling her eyes. "Some guys think slicing and stabbing are solutions to everything, and it's just so lazy and uncreative."

"Like, totally." Billie said, getting up and stretching. "All that 'Studying the Blade' shit, too. Bitch, while you were studying the blade, I was studying the dick. Much tastier, much more fulfilling. And I actually studied, rather than just waving a cheap sword around."

Anal Only giggled, wobbling a little as she stood up. "Speaking of dicks, this damn dildo weighs a ton, and it's still carrying a lot of heat."

"Isn't that what you signed up for?" Billie asked. "I mean, he did explain it up front, didn't he?"

Anal Only raised an eyebrow. "He didn't explain the whole process of shocks to you, why did you think he'd explained it to the rest of us?"

"He might have, I wasn't really listening." Billie shrugged. "He promised not to kill me, and it felt really good to go nearly there, and I'm not in the habit of listening to safety warnings anyway. I'm not just any old slut, remember, I'm a dumb slut."

"That's... That's actually a pretty good point. Anyway, shall we go? I want to get this done before the sand warms up." Anal Only looked down, frowning slightly. "I should have saved my sandals."

Billie waved a hand dismissively, bending to refill her bottle from the tap, making sure to spread her legs and raise her hips as she did so. "You'll be fine. And besides; you already lost your pussy and your nipples to heat, so what if you burn your feet?"

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The doctor poked at the plate nestled between Anal Only's thighs, holding the scanner to her belly. "We can do something here. Catheter, tap on the end, problem solved. The hard part will be access... You said this was applied hot last night?"

"Yeah..." Anal Only replied, shivering a little as the scanner moved, cold gel smearing further. "It was put on with the branding, it won't come off with pulling, and I don't think I want it off at this point. Being Anal Only Slut is growing on me, but I just want to be able to pee again, y'know?" She wiggled her hips, wincing slightly. "Just... Don't make it so it just pours straight out, and don't put it through my butt or I'll get sores back there."

"So, catheter with a tap on it. We can mount to the plate just fine... Yeah, we can do this." He clapped his hands together, turning to shout out the doorway. "Tools! Surgery, and metalworking!"

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"No, I don't need anaesthetic, thanks for asking." Commented Anal Only Slut as the scalpel pushed into her skin.

"Oh, you don't?" The doctor replied absently. "Good. I don't remember where I left it anyway; not much call for it here. We mostly just sew up stumps and deal with heatstroke."

"Just relax and enjoy it!" Billie chimed in from next to the table, holding Anal Only's hand in her lap. "It's, like, part of the experience!"

Anal Only rolled her eyes. "Billie, you dumb slut, I don't have anywhere near your pain tolerance, remember?"

"Yeah, and you won't get it unless you push!" Billie shot back, giggling.

The doctor leaned down, peering into the incision as he fed a thin tube into it. "Okay, there we go. Starting initial drainage... Whoa!" He pulled back, narrowly dodging a jet of urine flowing through the catheter. "Wow, you really weren't joking." He commented, his assistant scrambling to catch the stream in a jug. "Now, metalwork!" The doctor cried out, grabbing a welder from the trolley next to him. "My favourite part of the job!"

"I almost can't watch..." Commented Billie, putting her hands over her eyes, but peeking out between her fingers.

Anal Only reached out, grabbing Billie's breast and squeezing hard as the doctor leaned down to tack-weld something onto her crotch plate, the arc flaring brightly. "Ow ow ow FUCK ow ow OW!"

"Nearly done! Just a little more, then I can add the tap!"

"Tap? What? Ow! Fuck, that's bright! You could have warned me!"

"Maybe." Answered the doctor, with a shrug. "But chances are you won't survive the weekend anyway. Most of our patients don't."

"Real comforting." Anal Only replied, before wincing again as another spot was welded.

"Hey, it's not OUR fault!" The doctor objected, straightening up and rolling his shoulders. "If you come in here missing a limb or an eye, you probably don't have long left anyway. Still, we're all done." He tapped her crotch plate with the welder, smiling. "It's nice to have someone in here that isn't leaking everywhere, or dropping dead in the queue."

Anal Only sat up, releasing Billie, who sighed with relief. "Thank you. I don't think the guy demonstrating things was thinking long-term, or even that I'd survive the night..."

"That's the beauty of Burning Woman, though!" Billie cut in, helping her new friend down from the table. "Live for the moment, don't worry about tomorrow at all, just have fun!"

Anal Only rolled her eyes. "I didn't come here to die, you dumb slut. Someone has to survive this place and keep the culture going, just like your mom did all those times, and to go home and have babies so we don't all die out."

"Not you, though." The doctor pointed out. "Nothing's coming out of you in a hurry. It might be possible, but I just do body mods and trauma. Babies are not my thing, unless you want sewing up to make sure they don't happen. Anyway, have fun, ladies. If you're looking for something to do, go see the irony area over to the east; I consulted for their work, and even helped design some of their equipment."

"Irony? What, like hitting people with lumps of metal?" Billie asked, wide-eyed.

"What?" The doctor replied, slightly taken aback. "No, you dumb slut, they're doing ocean-related deaths in the middle of a desert. Make sure you catch the decompression; that's been in progress for weeks."

"That sounds fun! Anal Only, let's go see that!" Billie exclaimed, bouncing excitedly. "Maybe they want volunteers?"

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Hopefully xmas coming up means I won't take as long with the next part. I have the next segment planned out, just need to sit down with a drink and hammer it down onto the page.
And it looks like ANOTHER new set of software for the board. At least the URL is the same...