Oh she suffers in dumpsters!

Katie is a cute, chirpy young girl, trying to make the best of things.

Definitely on a bike. Smiling and happy. Always trying her best. Then. Fucked.

Just bursting through the door and sobbing "moooom it happened again!"

That poor girl!

Her poor little pussy packed with rancid garbage.

She has no pants on and her panties are shredded! And it that feces alll over buttocks and pussy? And what, a dead rat with its tail sticking from her ass OH IT'S ALIVE!

How did this happen?

Far more garbage packed into her than would seem even physically possible! It hadto be compacted, but it seems intentional even tho it was her climbing out as best she could.

Right!

Just..."how the fu....hell??"

Absolutely shock, horror, wretching and disgust.

She fell into a dumpster from a 2nd story window.

She stepped on a box to reach up a tall shelf, but didn't realize the box was balanced on ball, mostly leaning against the wall and books on the lowest shelves. She reached out to grab whatever she could and essentially slapped the wall from outside as she was spun back out into open air, sitting with her ass outside as her calves were on the window still for a brief, surreal moment when looked in at where she had just been standing

A sit second later her arms palms slipped and her calves were upside down, as gravity shunted her down into the filthiest of substances, ass first and shaped like the letter V.

It took her a moment to realize what happened, and she was in immense pain. She felt other sensations that were also awful but didn't seem more important than the thudding pain that pulsed in her meat and bones. She stayed there. The pain was prioritized above whatever gross sensation she might find. For the moment.

Then she realized she was covered in demons. Roaches, so many roaches. And whatever else there was. Maggots. Flies. Things. She screamed worse than when she fell moments ago, trying to stand but then falling like in a pit. She looked up with her head between trash bags full of rot.

She screamed and flailed, face up at first but turning and trying to climb, and her shoes hit into tash bsgs and tore them open, and they burst open freeing far more of the infestations.

She was in Hell. Slipping and falling as she jumped, she tried to grab the rim of the dumpster, yet fell in stepping on bags that broke open. Roaches burst free and danced l over her, running erratically. Every time and everywhere she stepped on something, it collapsed under her weight and she sunk further. She cried and screamed and looked around rapidly, the dying sunlight serving to illuminate the many and massive awful things looking at her. She felt,them crawl in her. They were on her face. She swatted them away, and thus flailed such that she was unwittingly swimming deeper into the pit of substances worse than she'd have expected.

Someone had diarrhea on their walk home the night prior and shat in bags that fell and spilled on her. Rotten food galore had been feasted on by these fiends and dog walkers tossed poop bags in that very dumpster. There was vomit and clutter.

She finally manages to swim out from the horrific mix of solids and liquids, and,her clothes were all torn apart. Her skirt was gone entirely, and her panties had been cut through in 2 places, so it stayed on only one thigh, the ribbons flying like a flag as she ran, bottomless except the socks, shoes and ribbon that was once panties, now a leg band sliding down her leg. She had fallen again and again, landing her anus and lady parts on unsuspecting bugs and discarted shit. A smushed rotten banana filled with maggots and cockroaches now leaked from her ass and a rat panicked from the compression it fel behind it and ran into that same butthole, curling up with the maggots he had been long aquainted with.

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She escaped at last somehow.

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Katie cried and screamed all the way home where she banged on the door.

She knew what she had to look towards: The mortifying moments of standing outside in front of her house as every last thing is picked clean. Her own mother placing hands inside her vagina and anus. Scrubbing her naked in a trashcan, like she's garbage. No, because she'd garbage.

Picking 1 thing after another from her mortifyingly exposed not at all private parts, as she stood in a wide, large bucket with a trash bag in it, folded over the rim.

In the back yard, in the patio, her mom, with a hose, and kitchen gloves, trying to... get her cleaned.. up.. Her mom gagging/puking throughout... Oh no.

Not a full sized trash can, either! Just tall enough that it reaches above her knees, she's still covered in roaches and everyone can see her mom picking wretched things right out of the wretched girl's wretched cunny.

She grabs her daughter's ass with those gloves and spins her around to hose her down, spanking her once sharply after her daughter is facing away

Once all the gunk is gone, she finally gets scrubbed with a towel, and brough inside with a final spank before she shoves her in and closes the front door.

Her daughter needs a more orthodox shower now that the intense and abnormal- not so unusual for her- cleaning is completed.

Fully blaming Katie for it. Who wouldn't? She constantly ends up this way. What decisions does she make that lead to this again and again? It can be that she's generally playing it safer than anyone else in the room.