It’s a hard logs life

She frowned. “I ha-” There was no time for her to finish, her cakehole being stuffed full of poo and rotting food while more and more hard logs flew at her from every direction, including directly above and now through gaps in the floor too. She tried to use everything she had learned in pilates to open herself up and imbibe it all but her skin was not 100% absorbent and some of it was lost… for a few seconds, then flung back at her even harder and with a little bit of water to try and get it in. It was going to take hours for it all to become part of her. She screamed in ecstasy.