Karin never thought she’d find herself at a suicide booth. At 22 her life had practically just begun. She had gotten her degree only a month ago and found employment at a fairly decent company. But in that month she’d faced harassment from her boss, and bullying from coworkers, and she was done with it all. Which is why she found herself waiting patiently outside the bright blue booth.The door was tightly shut. A faint buzzing could be heard as the machines inside did their job. At the top of the booth was a screen depicting a line much like what one would see on a heart monitor. This indicated that the booth was presently occupied.

At the bottom of the screen was the company’s mascot ShiShi. A cartoonishly adorable grim reaper girl, wearing her signature black hoodie with a skull print and striped knee highs. She held a grinning scythe and waved cheerfully while striking cute poses. Eventually the monitor depicted a completely straight line, indicating that the person inside was dead. ShiShi ran off screen, coming back a second later dragging a toony ghost across to the other side. Soon the line was replaced with ‘Clean Up’, while ShiShi rushed back and forth with a mop.

At last the door opened and ShiShi beckoned her next guest in with a wave. As soon as Karin entered the door shut tight again. The inside was sparkling clean. You would never know there’d been a corpse in there only seconds before. There was a sitting area with many panels. Across from that was a large screen. ShiShi was there as well, pointing insistently to the ‘Start’ button. Pressing it led Karin to a wall of text. Skimming over it it was simply an overly wordy document explaining that this was a suicide booth and you will die. Nothing more than protection against any liability in case next of kin tried to sue. Karin signed her name and clicked agree. Next was a video asking Karin to state her name and verbally confirm that she had entered this booth knowingly with the intention to die.

With the boring stuff finally out of the way Karin was taken to a menu screen where she was given a variety of options for her method of death. Each one would show a small animation of ShiShi when clicked. Asphyxiation showed ShiShi clutching at her own throat, turning blue. Beheading would see ShiShi betrayed by her own scythe. Perhaps it was morbid curiosity, perhaps she was a closeted masochist, but Karin found herself clicking on ‘electrocution’ for her method of death. One of her favorite game shows would kill off losing contestants with an electric chair. The way their bodies would tense, and shake. The terrifying expressions on their faces. The screams. Even how the bodies continued to twitch in death. Karin often masturbated to clips of the losers' final moments. Now she would have the chance to know how it really feels.

After making her selection she was instructed to place her clothes and personal items in a now open hatch below the screen. Now completely naked Karin sat down on the sleek metal seat. As soon as she did the panels on the side hissed open. Restraints clamped around her legs and wrists. Karin gulped, her heart thumping in her chest. There would be no turning back now. She heard another panel opening and then felt as a rubber dildo found the opening of her vagina. When it entered her the moan that came out was absolutely filthy. She felt her face heat in embarrassment. But then it dawned on her. This booth was completely soundproof. There were no neighbors to disturb. She could let loose and make all the lewd noises her body wanted to.
Soon the small space was filled with the most pornographic noises she’d never thought she was capable of making. Her large breasts bounced with every thrust. The machine had started off slow at first, but as though it could sense her mounting pleasure it quickened its pace. She could feel herself hurtling towards the end. This was it. As soon as she orgasmed the machine would end her life. She imagined her own body in the throes of death, mechanical dildo continuing to massage her insides through the orgasm, and soon she was over the edge. The explosion of pleasure had her vision going white. She didn’t hear the new sound of machinery around her. All she could focus on was the pleasure and the vibrating length still thrusting into her.

When the pain came every muscle in her body tensed. It was fire, coursing through every inch of her body. Her limbs pulled uselessly against their bonds. She heard screaming and realized it was her own. Her bladder released, she could feel the warm liquid pooling beneath her and at her feet. Through it all, the booth's rubber dildo kept vibrating inside her. To her surprise she felt the swell of another coming orgasm. The pain only seemed to fuel it. She died in the throes of ecstasy. The ghost of her final orgasm still frozen on her face. The bonds and dildo rescinded as the booth prepared for clean up. The walls on either side of the seat opened revealing a pair of odd contraptions. With a buzz of electricity they lowered. As they passed over Karin’s body, flesh and bone was vaporized into nothing. Not even ashes remained of her by the time the machines rose back into their slots. With clean up complete the booth's doors opened wide for its next guest.