Overwatch Girl Ass Inspection

“Owww…” Tracer whimpered.

Ashe, Mei, and D.Va tried not to stare at her. Tracer was squirming in place, unable to sit down, hands on her bare ass cheeks, whimpering, and biting her lip from the humiliating soreness radiating from her violated asshole. She was wearing only a hospital gown, but it shifted over her long legs, giving occasional flashes of her triangle of dark pubic hair and her naked hips.

Tracer had reported early to Mercy’s annual checkup, which, unfortunately for her, involved a diagnostic probe shoved up the entire length of her rectum, and – even more unfortunately – the scatterbrained Mercy had forgotten to use lube before shoving it in. Tracer had taken off like a rocket, dragging the equipment behind her from the tube shoved deep up her ass and held in place by her clenching, dry walls.

The probe was eventually excavated from Tracer’s ass, but now the other women were practically trembling, their hips and assholes almost aching with fear and imagined pain.

“Ashe! You’re up first!” Mercy poked her head in the waiting room. Her sunny face contrasted sharply with Tracer’s post-probe, humiliated expression as well as the pale faces of the other three.

Ashe got up slowly from her chair. She clenched her fists in order to stop her hands from protectively covering her ass crack.

As she walked away, D.Va waved to her like Ashe was going off to war.

***

“Say ahh!”

“Ahhh.”

Mercy looked down Ashe’s throat with her flashlight. Ashe craned her neck up into the light. Her eyebrows were furrowed together with growing nervousness. Her clothes were discarded in a haphazard pile on the floor. Her white, round cheeks were squished against the surface of the examination table she was sitting on below her bare, narrow waist and lower back that accentuated the shape of her hips and the roundness of her cheeks.

“Very good!”

Mercy moved across the room to the dreaded probe equipment. To Ashe, the probe looked like a coiled rattlesnake. The long wire ran to a small console. The screen of which was flashing and blinking.

“Now, turn around and bend over.”

Ashe didn’t move. She stared at Mercy.

Mercy rolled her eyes.

“I’ll be certain to use lube this time, don’t worry.”

Mercy reached down and picked a tube of lube out of the drawer. She picked up the probe with the other and held both in front of her.

“See! I’m going to lube it all up!”

Reluctantly, Ashe turned around and bent over.

“Spread those legs!”

Ashe parted her legs which had been knock kneed.

Ashe leaned against the table. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Her naked butt and her hairy pussy beneath it were completely exposed. Her winking asshole peeked out at Mercy ever so slightly.

“Girl, you are so pale! We need to get you to the beach!” Mercy exclaimed, giving Ashe a little smack on the butt.

Ashe jumped for a second but forced herself not to shriek. She grumbled under her breath.

Suddenly the console beeped. Puzzled, Mercy set down the probe and the lube. She pressed a few buttons on the console, adjusting some settings. Then, she picked up the probe, lube completely forgotten.

Ashe, still looking up at the ceiling, breathed in and out, slowly, meditatively, finding her center, her core…

SSHHHUNNKK

“AAAAAIIEEEEEEEE!!!”

A shrill, girly scream burst out of Ashe’s contorting face as her center, her core, was brutally violated from behind.

“OOUHHHHH!!!!” she groaned and moaned. Her eyes were enormous, stuck in a shocked, confused expression at the dry, burning feeling assaulting her entire rectum and stabbing at the very limits of her ass. Her knees buckled and she swallowed hard clenching with her whole body, trying to control the horrible pain.

“Oh my goodness! I set the probe down and then I forgot! Are you okay?!” Mercy paced around Ashe’s quivering, doubled over form. The probe stuck out of her ass like a tail and her buttcheeks jiggled with each tiny convulsion.

“I’m okay….” Ashe gasped. She grit her teeth together, but they began to chatter.

The console started to beep, taking in readings from Ashe’s rectum, and anal-yzing her from the inside out.

“Just hold still and I’ll pull out the probe in just a few minutes!”

***

The gown barely fit around Mei’s bubble butt. The globes were shaking in fear. Mei’s small, bare feet were pointed together, and her hands tried to tug the edges of the gown behind her.

“Oh, don’t you worry your pretty little head about the probe!” Mercy said. “I’m not going to make the same mistake a third time today!”

Mei stopped trying to cover her giant ass. She folded her arms in front of herself and her braless boobs squished up and forward, almost doubling in size.

“I- I don’t know if I believe you.”

Mercy picked up the probe and the tube of lube. Squeezing the tube, she coated the probe in a thick covering, so much that it dripped down the handle, onto Mercy’s gloved hand, and down onto the floor. Mei looked at the dripping lube like, her ass’s salvation.

Almost joyfully, Mai turned around and bent over the table. Her ass and thighs jiggled and clapped.

Mercy double checked the console one last time, moving through the settings and features. Then she picked up the lubed probe. She looked at it and gasped, suddenly realizing that this was the same probe that had just been shoved up Ashe’s rectum. Well, that wouldn’t do! It would tamper with the readings and on top of that it was incredibly unsanitary. She unplugged the cord of the probe from the console and chucked it all into the trash. Then, she reached into her drawer and pulled out a new probe and cord, and new, fresh, and completely dry cord, which she plugged in and then held in her hand, completely oblivious as she walked toward Mai’s virgin anus.

Mercy grabbed one of Mai’s buttcheeks with her palm, spreading her, opening the canyon of warm squishy flesh to allow its brutal and unaware invasion.

Mai squirmed a little, but she wasn’t worried.

Mercy arced the probe behind her like a blacksmith about to hammer on their anvil.

“Now even though it’s lubed it may still be uncomfortable.”

Mai nodded. She was in the middle of taking a deep breath of preparation when Mercy’s arm swung down and drove the probe home.

“AAAAAaAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Mai’s high pitched and musical scream, the song of accidental ass rape, shook the entire building. In the waiting room, D.Va turned deathly pale. Her hands curled in panic, flinching at the sound of poor Mai’s wail. She looked around the waiting room at Tracer leaning against a wall and Ashe, who was doubled over the back of a chair and wincing with pain, not caring that her ass and pussy were sticking out to the world, and her asshole clenched harder than it ever clenched before.

Mercy rubbed her ears, stunned, and she shook her head to try and recover from the ringing.

“NO LUBE! THERE’S NO LUBE!”

Mai bounced in place, trying to shake the probe out of her ass.

“There’s no lube?!” Mercy asked. Then she remembered and smacked her palm against her forehead. “What is wrong with me today!”

“GET IT OUT GET IT OUT GET IT OUT!”

Mai twerked against the table and the cord whipped around the examination room.

Mercy went to the console.

“Just one second….” she said, checking the readings.

“Uhhhll…” Mai whimpered.

Mercy frowned. “It actually says it’s not all the way in.”

“What?” Mai couldn’t hear Mercy over her own whimpering and the clapping of her jiggling, panicked cakes.

Mercy walked up behind her and grabbed the end of the probe sticking out of Mai’s ass. Her buttcheeks were too thick, the probe was only a few inches inside her rectum. Mai shuddered. Mercy’s grip shook her already pained anal walls.

But instead of pulling out, Mercy took the probe and twisted it, driving it even further up Mai’s ass, hitting the end of her rectum with its point, tugging and yanking at her walls while it drilled forward.

Mai covered her mouth with her hands.

“MMNNNNNNNNNN!!!” she screamed. Her eyes crossed.

“Sorry!” Mercy said, wincing. “The machine wasn’t picking up a reading.”

“MMMNNNNN!!!!!”

Only the cord of the probe was sticking out of Mai’s ass, the entire probe itself submerged and swallowed within her cheeks and hole.

***

“You can’t make me!”

D. Va stamped her bare foot against the floor, but instead of a thud it made a light slap.

“But it’s part of the procedure!”

D.Va stuck her nose in the air. Her hospital gown fluttered around her dramatically. Her small, peachy butt clenched up with determination.

“There’s nothing to worry about!” Mercy rushed over to the console and held up a probe, a freshly lubed and ready probe.

“I got it all ready!” You’ll barely feel it, I swear!”

D.Va frowned.

“But you’ll still just shove it in.”

Mercy shook her head back and forth. “I’ll be gentle. I promise. I’ll hold your hand and I’ll go really slowly.”

D. Va turned red. “You don’t have to hold my hand,” she scoffed.

“Fine. You’ll barely feel it.”

D. Va looked at the probe. Lubed and sloppy. It was in her hand. How could it go wrong?

She slowly bent over the table and lay flat against it with her ass in the air.

Mercy bent down next to her, her face next to D.Va’s ass. She held the probe in her hand. The lube tip slowly reached toward D.Va, but at the last second, Mercy’s gloved hand’s slipped around it and it clattered to the floor.

“Whoops! Butterfingers!”

D.Va rolled her eyes. Mercy, still watching D.Va’s ass, didn’t pick up the probe on the ground. Instead, her arm instinctually reached back and pulled another probe from the desk.

She brought it down, touching the tip to the puckered star of D.Va’s asshole, which was shining visibly above the small flower of her pussy, both unobstructed by D.Va’s small cheeks.

D.Va seized up. She felt no lube on the probe, just dry, hard, plastic against her back door.

“WAI-“

D.Va bucked backward in panic just as Mercy began moving her arm forward. D.Va slid backwards on the examination table, her hospital gown slipping against surface. Her feet lost their balance on the floor, and her ass rocketing backwards at tremendous speed, was forced to take the entire length of the probe. It burned and scraped at her poor, poor rectum.

“OOOUGGGGGHH!!” A deep animal scream gurgled up from D. Va’s guts and got lodged in her throat. She flopped against the table, arms flailing. Her impaled ass descended towards the linoleum floor. She landed probe-first against it. The assaulting instrument yanked and stabbed up into the walls of D.Va’s ass. She fell onto her side on the linoleum and then rolled onto her back, pussy pointed to the sky, grabbing at her asscheeks in tremendous, trembling, spasming pain.

“EEeeeeeeeeeee!” she screamed like a deflating balloon.

Mercy stepped back and grimaced.

“Oops.”

She followed the cord stuck in D.Va’s ass with her eyes, and then reached over and plugged that cord into the console.

***

“Ohhhh my butt…” D.Va whined, violated, humiliated, and incredibly sore.

Her head and torso were in the seat of one of the waiting room chairs. Her knees were on the floor and her skinny ass was stuck up in the air. Her poor asshole was red and violent and inflamed.

Mei was standing, a furious expression on her face and her hands on her hips.

“So, the readings will be decided in just a few more minutes and then you’re all free to go! And one again I have to apologize for the mix ups!” Mercy said.

Mei stomped forward and got in Mercy’s face. “The mix-ups! It happened four times!”

Mercy was taken aback. “Sorry, like I said I don’t know how it happened. Where are Tracer and Ashe? They should be here for the reports-“

“You said you’d be gentle!” D.Va shouted over her. “And look at me! Look what you did to my butt!”

She wiggled her ass in the air.

“We’re not going to be able to sit or go to the bathroom for days!” Mei shouted.

While she was yelling, the door leading out of the waiting room opened, and Tracer and Ashe crept up behind Mercy. Vicious grins were painted across their faces.

“Well, now I’m sure that may be uncomfortable, and I’m going to say I’m sorry again for um, leaving you all butthurt, but I’m sure it will pass before you even realize-“

WHOOSSH

Tracer leapt forward in a lunging dive. Her hands grabbed the waistband of both Mercy’s slacks and panties, taking them to the ground. Mercy’s wide bubble butt bounced free and her pussy with its trimmed pubic hair shaped like a blond heart flashed D.Va and Mei. Mei burst out snickering and pointed at her crotch. Mercy turned bright red, arms moving to cover her front, when she should have been protecting her behind.

“NOW!” Tracer shouted.

Ashe ran forward, a probe in hand. She gripped the probe in both hands, bent at her knees, and drove the probe upward, right towards the bull’s eye of Mercy’s asshole. Her technique and form perfectly in line with the ancient art of butt violation, the dreaded Thousand Years of Death.

“URRRKKKHHHH!” the fumbling apology gasped and croaked in Mercy’s throat. Her eyes bugged out, every muscle in her body strained and clenched. The impact was so great it lifted her off the ground by several inches before she landed on her feet again.

Ashe, grinning broadly, jabbed the probe forward for extra pain, thrusting it up into her ass, ramming it against the depths of her tight and resisting rectum, sending shockwaves through her hips and legs.

“OHHH! OUGHH!” Ashe gasped. Her back arched and she grabbed at her speared hips. Her mind was empty save for the horrific pain of being shish-kabobbed.

The four girls laughed, pointing at the unfortunate Mercy.

“How do you like some of your own medicine, Doctor?” Ashe taunted.

“She doesn’t like it at all! She looks like she’s going to wet herself!” Tracer said.

Mercy’s legs were wobbling violently, and she was doubled over. She slowly tried to stand upright. Her eyes watered, but she squinted to hold back tears.

“It’s-it doesn’t -hurt t-that much. You all were overreacting.”

“Uh-huh. Sure we were,” D.Va said from her seat.

“Just be glad we only used one probe,” Mai said. “We could have used four, one for each of us!”

“She could have taken them all, I’m sure!” Ashe chimed in.

The girls laughed.

Mercy bit her lip. The very thought of her aching anus being stretched even further was enough for it to spasm with imagined pain.

“v-Very funny.”

She teetered on her shoes. “Now can someone help get this out of me please…? It feels like its stuck...”