Chrissy's hands were trembling from sheer anger while at the same time, she sensed an ominous fear like she'd never felt before, not even when she stood before Jen, berating a girl a thousand times her height.
This girl before her was just a little taller than herself but somehow appeared to exude power beyond her wildest imagination. Something in her own deep conscious was loudly warning her not to mess with this one but she couldn't even begin to comprehend why, and not understanding why she felt such a fear only fueled her anger further. Feeling helpless to do anything to vent said anger only increased it yet again.
The battered, mentally scarred and fuming blonde Lillie could only stare at Caren's extended hand in disbelief but before too long passed, her deep conscious briefly took over, making her shake that hand to avoid making yet more mistakes she'd come to regret later, all out of pure self-preservation instinct.
But there was something else adding to the boiling hot mix of emotions in Chrissy's psyche, something else that further stirred things, upsetting her to irrational levels: Seeing that this lillie nun called Altina a sister could only mean one of two things: She was either adopted into a Brob family or she was a hybrid, the latter was what got her blood to boil. All her life she'd been taught that Lillie hybrids are an aberrant abomination, monsters in people skin, soulless creations born of the most wicked and perverted desires, the embodiment of why it's wrong to mess with the laws of nature beyond reasonable limits.
Of course, trying to attack her unwitting captor's sister would be a very poor course of action and unlike the time she confronted Jen, Chrissy reluctantly let go of it, prioritizing her escape from this swampy, rancid hell. In spite of the air being well below the breathing quality she'd like, she took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down, keeping the coughing and gagging to a minimum. Caren smirked, to her, it appeared that this girl was also fond of huffing Altina's ass but was trying to be subtle about it, making her suspicions all the more solid.
"So, uh, how do we get out of here?" Chrissy awkwardly asked, unsure if the nun came to rescue her or was a fellow victim of her sister's dumptruck derriere, secretly hoping for the former.
"Oh, no need to worry about that" Caren smiled "Don't mind me, I'm not here to cut your fun short"
"Fun-?!" Chrissy raised an eyebrow but then Caren grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her along with surprising strength, using only one arm and her legs to navigate the twin jiggling oceans of fatty booty meat that were her sister's asscheeks and with uncanny ease at that. Before Chrissy could even figure out what was happening, the two found themselves right at the deepest recesses in Altina's crack and before a familiar sight that made Chrissy's blood freeze.
'Oh hell no! Not this bullshit again!' She thought as she was presented with a familiar sight, the very thing she wished to never see again: A Brob's asshole, this being the second one she'd be dealing with, unless she counted the more indirect instance when Jen farted on her, briefly recalling the memory only made her blood boil harder, almost feeling steam escaping from her ears.
"I love it in here too, let's enjoy it to the fullest!" Caren chirped and expertly caressed the sphincter's plump, flesh folds, getting it to gently open up much to Chrissy's increasing horror and when she thought things couldn't get any worse, Caren happily dashed right in, taking her along for the ride. Altina's anus rapidly closed behind them like a mystical cave from fairytales, leaving them in the hot, humid world called the inside of her bowels.
The lingering stench of Altina's earlier farts was far more concentrated in there and Caren was effectively in her own little personal heaven, breathing in a way that would make most thing she was in a beautiful flower field. At the same time, Chrissy fell to her knees and started dry heaving, there was nothing for her to throw up but that didn't stop her body from trying, for this was the most repulsive smell she'd ever subjected her nostrils to. She wouldn't have believed it if she weren't the one suffering right now but it was so bad that she would've even agreed to go back inside Dolores' monster booty.
Feeling a slight tickle on her asshole, Altina reached back and readjusted her bunched-up panties, figuring that her hungry crack was trying to swallow them whole again. She never understood why she suddenly got that weirdly pleasant feeling, it wasn't even consistent because it happened with any underwear she wore, though she vaguely knew that it happened the most when she was particularly gassy, yet she didn't pay this issue much mind, even less so now with the more pressing situation being Chrissy still missing.
Chrissy's disgust only intensified when she realized that she was on her hands and knees inside Altina's rectum, feeling how her hands sank into a layer of warm, mucous slime while the walls around her pulsated rhythmically, the echoes of the white-haired nurse's heart reverberating even into these far reaches within her body. In spite of being in near total darkness, she could see enough to feel some motion sickness.
Of course, Caren wasn't even paying attention to the outside world anymore, she was happy to assume that Chrissy was also enjoying the atmosphere as this was one of her favorite spots to hang out at. She skipped and danced around like she was in Paradise but her tiny movements didn't go unnoticed, lightly tickling Altina's flesh but in a different way from before. Rather than giving her an itch, the repeated stimulus on the inside of her ass made her feel weird in a way she probably wouldn't have been able to explain, like some sort of anxiety, some kind of urge... And her gut bubbled up in response.
Said bubbling was quickly heard by Chrissy, to her it sounded like an entire ocean far above in the sky was boiling, like some kind of gigantic cauldron from hell. Given Altina's previous meal, that description wasn't too inaccurate to depict the state of her belly, though in proportion to her own body, her stomach was relatively flat and smooth, with nearly all pudge on her body heavily concentrated on her butt and thighs and nowhere else.
Those ominous sounds were way louder than ever before, once again, there was little comparison to Chrissy's misfortune in Dolores' monstrously huge ass. Her tortured heart couldn't beat any faster even if she tried and for once she cursed lillies' already fast metabolism because the other two races would've fainted already with such a heart rate. For some reason she turned to look at Chrissy, only to see that the horny nun had run back to the very entrance of the hellish landscape they were imprisoned in, eagerly rubbing herself against the fleshy "gate"
Even though her brain was beyond overwhelmed with the constant barrage of mind-numbing stimuli from all senses that kept bombarding it, Chrissy managed to retain enough mental clarity to put two and two together, figuring out that Caren's reckless behavior was likely what was triggering Altina's gut to get upset. She clenched her hands so hard that her nails dug into her palms and her hair seemed like it had puffed out like that of a heavily angered cat.
"You! What the fuck you think you're-!!"
Her speech cut off, her words lost to the wind in the most literal sense as the two girls were effortlessly swept up by a gargantuan hurricane along with its deafening, thundering rumbles. Both Chrissy and Caren were like mere specks of dust amidst a tornado, a horizontal one though. Altina's tremendous fart harshly blasted the two girls out and slammed them into the taut fabric of the back of her panties but the immense torrent of hot, swirling gases kept going. Caren's playful antics had triggered the biggest fart she'd ripped so far, easily lasting half a minute and perhaps a few seconds more.
Chrissy had no idea how she was still conscious, either she was too stubborn for her own good or her body instinctively knew that if she lost consciousness at this point she wouldn't wake up again in a very long time, maybe ever. Her entire skull was rattled to the thunderous roar that engulfed her entire being and even after it had subsided, she could still feel every bone inside her vibrating. Naively, she thought that the ordeal was finally over but she failed to account for one simple thing: A large volume of gas had just escaped from inside Alrina and thus the pressure was less than on the outside. And just like water, air pressure always sought to equalize... meaning that Altina's gut needed to reclaim some air.
"No, no, no, no... FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUU-!!!" Her blood-curdling shriek was once more cut off before it could end as both she and Caren were pulled back in by the recently formed vacuum. From her own point of view, it was as if Altina's anus was a perverse monster, ravenous with an unholy appetite and greedily slurping its prey back in. Completely helpless to her fate, Chrissy practically flew inside Altina's twitching rosebud as it closed once more, leaving him stranded in the bizarre landscape inside. Caren suffered the same fate but she was gleefully embracing it in full, apparently unfazed by the noise, heat and stink surrounding her.
Altina blushed, after her belly felt funny she ended up ripping a pretty enormous fart, even for her own standards. The windy blast was powerful enough to rattle the nurse's desk though it didn't knock anything off this time. Out of an odd sense, maybe akin to paranoia, Altina looked around, wanting to double check and make sure that there was no one to hear or smell her gassy outburst, though she figured that if Chrissy was hiding somewhere in the room, she had to at least have heard it. She sighed, unaffected by her own scent, and then resumed her efforts, trying to find her fugitive patient, all oblivious to the faint, shrill screams coming from the depths of her own rear...
