The Buzz On How Maggie Got Inside Her Psychiatrist's Head



The Buzz On How Maggie Got Inside Her Psychiatrist's Head is a Rocko's Modern Life / The Buzz On Maggie crossover fanfiction that happens to be an incredibly bizarre and elaborate mixture of sequel to the main events of and prequel to the ending of XanderMartin98's previous legend amongst pedophilic crack fics, ''The Buzz On How Maggie Got Fondled By Flecko. Needless to say, the main improvement that TBOHMGIHPH makes upon TBOHMGFBF, apart from featuring actual plot/character development, is being so disgustingly offensive (and also just generally disgusting) that it makes TBOHMGFBF look absolutely TAME by comparison (and TBOHMGFBF was about a tween-aged little girl being raped nearly to death by her own adoptive uncle in the grossest fashion imaginable AND inside of an old woman's brain while said woman's entire immediate family, including herself, was bound, gagged and forced to watch, so this story being more ''offensive is definitely quite impressive to say the least). Needless to say, this story is beyond weird.

Plot
On September 22nd of the year 2018,  immediately following the similarly demented events of TBOHMGFBF (more specifically the court trial that Maggie had gotten subjected to as punishment for self-defensively murdering her own uncle Flecko during the rape scene that he had initiated with her inside of Virginia Wolfe's brain while poor old Virginia's entire family helplessly watched, to be exact), Maggie Pesky has officially been declared clinically insane and sent off to the local O-Town mental asylum as opposed to prison (ironically landing Virginia herself in that very same asylum due to causing her to attempt to strangle the court's main judge, Edward Bighead, to death in a manic fit of animalistic rage in response).

On her way through the main entrance hallway of said asylum (which she is guided through by her newly appointed psychiatrist, Dr. Paula Hutchison, who is also dragging Flecko's taxidermized corpse along behind her so that she and Maggie can use it as a puppet), Maggie is greeted by a pair of creepy and perverted redneck security guards (named Joe and Jezediah, as a parody of the Bob And Aerith trope) who constantly joke about wanting to have sex with Maggie (who is 12) and Hutchison (who is Filburt's 25-year-old wife), as well as Filburt, who is now serving as the asylum's front desk manager for whatever reason. Needless to say, none of the three are terribly happy, per se, to see Maggie after what she's done.

One incredibly awkward fetishistic cleaning of the inside of Hutchison's left ear by Maggie's tongue while Filburt disgustedly watches (and also one painstakingly long list of personal facts about Maggie's personality, notable life events and general lifestyle) later, everyone in the general vicinity except for Maggie faints and falls deeply asleep from mental exhaustion due to how many things Hutchison has just listed about Maggie, giving Maggie the perfect opportunity (despite the fact that she's still in her straitjacket) to flop down belly-first onto the floor and (in addition to getting a wonderful view of Hutchison's underwear through her skirt) yank Hutchison's high heels off with her teeth and give them a nice, warm saliva bath with her tongue.

Unfortunately, however, she gets way too excited in the process and ends up graphically nosebleeding and vomiting all over Hutchison's poor tootsies, waking everyone else in the general vicinity right back up and causing Hutchison to reflexively karate-kick Maggie square in the face while Filburt then proceeds to beat the poor little girl nearly to death in yet another manic fit of animalistic rage.

One declaration of Filburt's insanity by the Supreme Court and roughly one entire week of hospital recovery on Maggie's part later, Maggie is duly re-straitjacketed and sent straight back to the asylum by Hutchison, only to find that Filburt's former role of front desk manager has now been taken over by the real owners of the building: Chuck and Leon Chameleon, also known as the Chameleon Brothers, who both completely embody nearly every offensive stereotype about gay people and (fake Italian) Mexicans that one could possibly imagine.