Thinking about the horror of having one's body changed against your will, and not knowing why or what you're being changed into.
Perhaps you'll be injected with padding, or heating elements, to be kept and snuggled against your will.
Perhaps you'll get your teeth sharpened, your nails replaced with claws, and forced to fight against others until you're a bleeding, broken mess.
Perhaps you'll be turned into somebody else's favorite character, redesigned, from the ground up, demoted from real person to flanderized replica.
Perhaps your limbs will be torn from you, replaced with cold, unfeeling metal, to make you taller, or shorter, or buffer, or perhaps, just maybe, to make you quadrupedal.
Perhaps you'll have your organs replaced with mechanical pumps and reactors.
Perhaps even your eyes and ears will be mechanized.
I have been rotating factory/industrial whump in my mind, but I can't find any prompt. can you conjure some?
whumpee with their hand stuck in a machine or a propeller — which led to caretaker having to fetch a makeshift tourniquet to stop the bleed, it could then lead to an on-field amputation.
whumpee getting trapped in a warehouse during the night, bonus if it’s dark inside and they’re afraid of the dark.
or, whumpee getting trapped in a warehouse during the night, with whumper or caretaker? your choice.
a malfunction occurred which caused the cold room (a walk-in-freezer)’s electric door to automatically shut and lock on its own, with whumpee trapped inside. caretaker and the team have to try to find a way to open the door in time before hypothermia causes whumpee’s body any permanent damage.
whumper stuffed whumpee inside a package box and sealed it as "a prank", they didn't know (or didn't care) whumpee was a claustrophobe.
chemical spilled. whumpee is exposed to it; the symptoms can be nausea, headache, blurred vision, fatigue, fever, shortness of breath, rash, burns — if you want to take it up a notch, you can add seizures, respiratory failure and/or internal hemorrhage as part of the symptoms.
Does factory whump even exist? Like big machinery and stuff? That'd be so cool tho, just strap your whumpee into a machine that extracts their blood. It'd be useful for vampire whump.
Whumptober Day 5: “If my pain will stretch that far”
Content: Death wish, heavy gore, degloving, drugged whumpee (paralytic), immortal whumpee (kind of), medic caretaker, factory whump
Jess breathed hard, panicking.
The machine dug deep into her flesh, and she screamed, silent, openmouthed. Her body was numb. She could barely move, and what little she could, she thrashed around with a blind fervor.
Blood spilled onto the floor in excess, slick and wet.
She was going to die. She knew it. She’d finally die.
Tears slipped down her cheeks.
Please. Please, God. Please let this be the end.
She was surrounded by others like her, people condemned to the same fate, unlucky things reduced to numbers.
They were in a similar yet entirely different state, wishing the machine had malfunctioned when it had been their turn, killing them and ending their suffering.
Her breathing was erratic, as much as it could be like this, sucking down the air from the little tube in her throat, faster and faster.
Please. Oh God, please.
Alarms blared, and the factory was filled with flashing red lights. Her blood spilled onto the floor, illuminated by them, glossy in the near-darkness.
Just leave me. Leave me be, please- She silently begged.
The machine dug in deeper, and she jerked, as much as she could under the paralytics.
“Aah-!”
Her cry came out strangled.
The sound of footsteps richocheted against the cold steel walls, harsh and loud.
No, no, no-
“Over here!”
“The machine’s jammed!”
Jess squeezed her eyes shut. She gasped like a fish.
She focused on the feeling of the machine penetrating her stomach — practically gutting her — an intrusion she welcomed, pain she wanted for once in her sorry life.
“Get the damn medic!”
Jess let out a groan through clenched teeth. The machine was grating through bone now. Her ribcage was bending, yielding to it.
The grinding of gears and the sound of desperate workers trying to turn off the machine was deafening.
More footsteps.
The technicians parted way for the medic, who ran to Jess, urgent. They were at her side in what felt like an instant.
“Don’t move. You’ll be okay.”
There were hands pressing against her, soft yet firm, gloved.
All Jess could do was sob. There was nowhere for her to go anyway.
Working together, the medic and the technicians managed to turn the machine off. Its mechanical arm finally tore away, and her skin came off like a strip of meat, wet and soft. She let out a terrible, deafening scream that ended in a strangled whimper.
Her body went limp.
The dripping of blood on the floor continued, sloppy and wet, sickening noises that filled the space the machine had filled. The alarm still rang out, piercing through everyone but Jess’ ears. She’d tuned out the noise long ago.
The medic tended to her, undoing her restraints, and Jess complied, falling completely slack against them.
“Hey, hey — I’ve got you. It’s okay.”
Jess ignored them. She had no response; she only coughed up blood, splattering it against her face and staining the medic’s clothes.
There was more commotion, wounds being sewed shut, more drugs, more touches.
Jess was faraway during all of it.
All she could think was that she had been cheated out of her escape.
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“Class 3 offense is a societally dangerous act which endangers the authority of the East European Socialist Union government and its social and political order, as well as the socialist order as a whole.
Class 3 offenders are dangerous elements with a disdain for the regime, committing crimes with an intention to destroy it.”
In 1955-1960 class 3 was the most common prisoner class as the state needed a lot of camp labor while class 4 had a problem with lack of designation places and class 2 labor communes were still being built.
Notes:
Can be applied to adults only
Used for class 2 offenses during martial law
Used for class 2 repeat offenders
May be used for class 2 and 4 offenses when the state/region is in a great need of hard manual labor
Milder penalties/restrictions for important fields skilled workers (ex. SSR)
Offenses:
Illegal country border crossing to an enemy state
Written anti-government propaganda
Anti-socialist propaganda material possession, private supply or production with an intent of such
Wrecking*
Organized acts of economical sabotage
Personal acts of political sabotage
Contact with foreigners in political purposes
Contribution to class 4 crimes
Deliberate use of media broadcasting devices for anti-socialist agitation or propaganda purposes
Leaking or disclosure of secret information
Acts of material support/contribution for the enemy states or regimes
Penalties:
Termination from the Party
Labor camp imprisonment for up to 10 years
Deportation to labor communes for life**
Protection status:
All remaining constitutional rights protected legally (but often ignored actually)
Further restrictions:
Not allowed to live outside the commune (same for class 2 communes)
Not allowed to vote
Not allowed to return to the Party
Political literacy courses after release from the labor camp
Life prospects:
Located in a labor commune after release from the labor camp
Cannot be released back into society
Life never returns to normal
Rehabilitation possibility:
Partially rehabilitated after labor camp sentence
Class promotion/demotion possibility:
Promotion to class 2 for labor achievements and political loyalty
Promotion to class 2 for good behavior
Demotion to class 4 if attempted escape
Demotion to class 4 if further political offenses committed
Prisoner use methods:
Hard manual labor for the state’s needs
Cheap unskilled labor within their commune
Cheap labor in the offender’s skill field within their commune
May be used in SSR for secret projects
May be used for other types of work in labor camp facilities
Legal documentation:
ID card replaced with rehabilitation certificate; other documentation replaced with class-appropriate ones
Names used alongside camp identification numbers
*Wrecking - acts of vandalism for political purposes.
**Usually it’s not the case. Class 3 offenders often get eventually promoted to class 2 and return back to society in boring remote towns. This process is faster for those employed in SSR.
Picture: Labor camp prisoner Tibor Juhász being dragged by guards for a punishment for being caught slacking off work. PUR Hungary, 1961.
Okay, but whump that comes from the environment/non-sapient sources is entirely underrated. Whether that be a factory designed to process robots processing a human (or humans), an isekae victim in a world that simply doesn't allow humans to exist, or simply environmental hazards like magic in the air or quicksand or brambles, all of these are excellent for whump, yet are (in my experience) rare to actually find in stories.
Just a quick heads up for the whump community if any of y'all's ever make a factory and or cult whump fic I will be your fics n⁰1 fan till the day I die
