It’s light work that pays well and anyone can do it.
That’s the kind of job I was given, even though I have no special skills.
A room with bare concrete.
This is my workplace.
No matter how much I clean, the dark red marks won’t go away.
In the middle of the room is a delivery chair.
A naked girl is already tied up with her legs spread wide.
Treason.
That’s what she’s accused of.
A law created by a country suffering from food shortages to reduce the mouth to feed.
Citizens who are deemed unsuitable for labor are executed one after another, gradually reducing the population.
Young women are especially likely to be targeted, and this girl probably hasn’t done anything wrong.
I turn on the camera for recording.
I’ll record the execution.
I’ll upload the footage later to help the starving people relieve stress.
There’s still time before the execution, so I talk to the girl.
This is for the record.
The girl’s name is Sayaka.
She’s the same age as me, and her hobby is knitting.
If her hobby was gardening, she wouldn’t have had to come here.
Gardening can produce food, so it is considered labor.
My hobby is gardening.
“Huh?!”
When I touched her body, she reacted with a small twitch.
It was an innocent reaction, as she had never touched a complete stranger before.
I have never experienced this myself, so I can’t speak for others.
Her breasts are big.
They have been crushed by their own weight, with the tips open on both sides.
I’m not particularly jealous.
I think that’s probably the main reason she’s here.
Her stomach is concave and her waist is slim.
Her stomach appears to be empty.
This is helpful as it reduces the amount of work.
If a girl comes with a full stomach, she might throw up, which is a pain.
Squeeze
“Uh?!”
When I press on her stomach, I can feel her organs wriggling under the thin skin.
When I press on her stomach or intestines, there is no foreign sensation, and she doesn’t seem to be in pain.
They are just the right amount of tension and are healthy.
It can’t be helped that her body is cold, as it’s just because she’s naked.
Now, it’s time for the execution.
The tip of the glass enema syringe is inserted into Ayaka’s ass.
Slurp… slurp…
“N-no!! Stop!!”
The medicine is injected.
It’s a small amount, so even a small girl can easily manage it.
Once injected, a large plug is used to plug it and a chastity belt with a lock is put on.
Gurgle, gurgle!!
“My, my stomach hurts!! Toilet…let me go to the toilet!!”
Her intestines are shocked by the cold medicine.
The injected medicine is spread throughout her intestines by kneading her rippling stomach.
Squeak!! Squeak!! Squeak!!
“No!! It’s coming!! It’s coming!!”
Don’t worry.
She can’t even fart because there’s a plug in her ass.
Bubble, bubble, bubble…
“Uh?! My, my stomach…what’s this!?”
The medicine is starting to react.
There are several small lumps popping out on the surface of her stomach.
That medicine is actually a special liquid that boils at body temperature.
When it evaporates and turns into gas, it expands and its volume increases by about 1000 times.
Ayaka was injected with 50cc, so when it’s all gas, it will be nearly 50 liters.
Bubble, bubble, bubble…
Gurgle!! Slurp!! Gurgle, gurgle!!!
“Guh!! Ugh!?”
Even if she wants to excrete, she can’t do it on her own because of the chastity belt.
With nowhere to go, the gas accumulates in her intestines, causing her stomach to swell.
She looks like she’s just eaten a lot at an all-you-can-eat restaurant.
It’s only about 1-2 liters so it will get bigger from here on out.
Bubble, bubble, bubble…
“My, my stomach, no, no!!”
She already looks like a pregnant woman.
Girls’ stomachs often expand to welcome the baby.
Even if the contents of their stomach are vaporized gas.
Bubble, bubble, bubble…
Rumble!!! Gyurururururu!!!
“Haa, haa, h, h-help… help me!!”
There is a loud noise coming from her stomach.
It seems the gas has pried open the ileocecal valve and is rising up into the small intestine.
The belly button is popping up and the stomach is getting rounder.
Pop!! Pop!!
When you tap on her stomach it makes a sound like a small drum.
Unlike a pregnant woman’s stomach, the inside is mostly empty, so it makes a nice sound.
Bubble, bubble, bubble…
“Gah… Gah!!”
She started spitting out saliva from her wide-open mouth.
Her tongue was sticking out as well, and she looked very distressed.
The gas seemed to have reached her stomach, and was rising up around her solar plexus.
It was about time for it to come out as a burp.
Squeeze!! Squeeze!!!
“Uh!? Uhh!!”
I tightened Ayaka’s underbust with a thin belt.
This puts pressure on her esophagus, making it impossible for her to burp.
With her underbust now thinner, her proud breasts have become even bigger.
However, since her stomach is bigger, it’s barely noticeable.
Bubble, bubble, bubble…
“Puff, fuu, fuu… round… jiiiiiii!!”
The area around her solar plexus was starting to swell significantly.
Because she can’t burp, her stomach has become like a balloon.
Her stomach is now so big that it looks like a baby will be born soon.
It is rare for a stomach to get this big in everyday life.
Bubbling, bubbling, bubbling…
“Ugh… Grrrrr!!”
As I stroked her stomach, veins began to pop out.
It seems she’s nearing her limit.
I think the amount of gas that has evaporated is probably around 10 to 15 liters.
There is still over 30 liters left, but there is no way it will fit into a girl’s stomach.
I hid behind a partition set up nearby.
If I stood there I would get very dirty.
Bubbling, bubbling, bubbling…
“Grrrr?! Grrrr!!”
Ayaka’s voice was gradually getting louder.
I could hear a dirty voice that I couldn’t believe was coming from a girl.
At this moment, all the girls make similar sounds.
It doesn’t matter if they’re cute or have big breasts.
Mizz!! Mizz, Mizz, Mizz!!!
“Ahhh!? I’m comin’!!!”
An unpleasant sound echoes around the room.
It’s the sound of Ayaka’s stomach slowly ripping apart.
Creak!!! Creak!!! Creak!!!
You can also hear the creaking of the delivery chair.
We can’t see because of the partition, but it seems like she’s really struggling.
Occasionally, a girl will display superhuman strength in an emergency, so you can’t let your guard down until the very end.
Splat!!!!!
“Kukiaaagh!!!”
Splat, splat, splat!!!
A popping sound rang out and a lot of watery stuff hit the partition.
There was also a peculiar fishy smell of a mixture of excrement and blood.
It slowly crawled in and then popped its head out.
Blood and pieces of flesh had scattered all the way to the partition.
When I looked at Ayaka’s stomach, the surface had split and her internal organs were spilling out.
I got closer to see what was going on.
“Haa, haa… Uaaahh…”
I could hear Ayaka groaning.
Most girls don’t die at this point.
The pain continues forever.
This is the most important point of this punishment.
Slurp… slurp…
“Phew, phew… uuuuuu…”
A large intestine as thick as an arm spilled out of her stomach.
Her stomach is still full of gas.
The peculiar smell got even stronger when I stood in front of Ayaka.
If Ayaka had been constipated, the smell would have been even stronger.
Her stomach was completely torn apart from her crotch to her belly button.
The plump intestines were sticking out, tangled together with the yellow fat.
The fat and internal organs hadn’t been scattered that far.
We’ll be able to clean it up in the next few hours.
Occasionally, the stomach can become so distended that the body is torn apart from the top to the bottom.
When that happens, it takes more than a day to clean up, which is very difficult.
“Hahyu… hyu… hahyu…”
I used a towel to clean Ayaka’s blood-stained face.
She had tears in her eyes and looked a little frustrated.
There’s nothing I can do.
Even though it’s treason, they haven’t done anything wrong.
All the girls make this face.
“Hyu… hyu… uh, kop… hyuu…”
I use a towel to soak up the blood that periodically comes out of Ayaka’s mouth.
She furrows her brow and looks in agony.
Just like in seppuku, even if you injure your intestines, you won’t die instantly.
You will suffer a long, merciless agony until you lose all blood.
I once saw a girl hold her breath for 20 minutes, and her moans still haunt me.
Thank goodness Ayaka is relatively quiet.
“Uh… uh…”
Her eyes are starting to glaze over, so I think she’ll stop breathing soon.
I watch Ayaka’s final moments while listening to her chest movement and heartbeat.
“…”
The execution is complete.
My hands are still twitching and spasming, but they soon stop.
I push the protruding intestines back into my stomach and close the wound.
It’s still hard work as my stomach is still bloated.
Once that’s done, I clean the room and then Ayaka and I pack the pieces of meat into black bags.
That’s it for today’s work.
Thank you for your hard work.
