Through the Devil’s anus

The ship began to slowly move away from the stadium as it wobbled and swayed from sided to side. Natasha was having trouble acclimatising to the control layout, and her slightly sore bum shifting on the leather seat didn’t help her concentration either. Although it had been necessary to her plan, Natasha hated having to pilot the thing in the nude, but it was the only way she could’ve lured everyone into a false sense of security. She had considered trying to find more of Valkyrie’s clothes aboard the ship but she had decided to only do that once she was a safe distance from this planet, once she was through the devil’s anus. Valkyrie had told her of the swirling tornado above the island of garbage and of how it was a portal to many other realms, it seemed like the fastest route out of here and Natasha was damned if she was going to slow down the pace.

Alarms then blared over the ship and the screens showed off various security vehicles on her tail. Damn, seems like Natasha was going to have to rush her learning session. Natasha found the throttle and turned it up, the speed increased and Natasha was pushed further into her seat as the ship zoomed through the city. Natasha’s steering however, left much to be desired as she consistently bashed into skyscrapers and buildings and ruining various statues and posters of the Grandmaster. At one point she had even taken out the wall of some woman’s apartment bathroom, leaving her to bare her body to the neighbours. However, the security ships eventually cottoned onto Natasha’s driving style and shot her down with efficiency. The ship crashed right at the edge city, so close to the island yet separated by a mile of water. Natasha squealed in frustration at this revelation but she knew that she had to get out and find another way across.

As she exited the wreckage of the ship she saw the security ships moving towards her position, Natasha sprinted across the street, not bother to cover up as her boobs and bottom jiggled freely, she wasn’t concerned with modesty at this point and it would only slow her down, and if she was caught again then she would’ve lost her best chance of escape. She ran through the crowded streets and into what looked like an industrial factory. She shut the door behind her and hid behind a pile of boxes. Observing a discussion between two members of management. “Are the rockets ready for take off yet?” “Almost, we’re just loading up rocket 6.” Rockets?! Of course, the Sakaarians also sent their garbage to be dumped on other planets as well, straight through the devil’s anus. Natasha’s escape plan was back on track

As Natasha pondered how to sneak into the rocket, she was grabbed by the leg by a metal claw and was dropped onto a square of metal on the assembly line, she must’ve been mistaken for garbage! Before she could jump off, metal bracelets pinned her arms and torso to the metal square. She resembled Han Solo when he had been Frozen in carbonite. She passed by the two managers anxiously. “Say that’s some strange looking trash.” “Probably just some discarded hooker bot, those things seemed to get more realistic over time.” When she passed them by, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, another claw then grabbed her square of metal and placed here within rocket 6. “Okay seems like rocket 6 is at full capacity, send them on their way.”

The rockets all took off, with Natasha screaming in celebration, but as she passed into the portal she wondered where she’d end up. Who cares, she thought, anywhere’s better than here. Suddenly, Natasha felt the rocket crash and thud into the ground. The door to the rocket then opened up and she was met by the angry stares of various aliens. They pulled her metal square out from the rocket and she took further note of her surroundings. She was in what looked like a bar, a gaping hole in the roof left from her crash landing. But what really sank her heart was the sign behind the bar, proclaiming it to be Knowhere’s finest. Great, she wad back where she started. A navy blue skinned woman walked in front of her. “You better have enough money to pay for that.” He said. “Erm, in case you haven’t noticed I have nothing on me.” “Well you’re just going to have to pay through another way then.” The woman chuckled as Natasha nervously squirmed in her restraints.