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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Follow Me
July 28, 2014, 06:49:09 PM
The clinking wrist bounds wake me up from a daze of unknown length. My eyes open and focus on the tremendous ass positioning yet again over my face and chest, massively thick thighs and legs ending with a deep impression on either side of my ribs as she stands above my spread and bound body.

Some might wonder how they end up in certain situations. Thinking back to the small choices and turns that lead you astray in life. I never was the type, too often relying on the next thing to carry me forward. Now, however, I take a moment of pause to consider it.

I first saw her in the mall, as I waited impatiently for my warm pretzel. Standing on line, letting my eyes float around the crowd and stores around me, it was almost as if she found me. My eyes locked on her as she was exiting the Lane Bryant a few stores down from me. Wearing white stretch pants under her light teal tank top, dressed for Summer and leaving very little to the imagination. My first sight of her was from behind, her huge ass giving her spanx a run for their stitching. They seemed painted on, down her lusciously thick legs, to her soft looking feet, like fresh bread rising bare for a simple pair of designer flip flops. Her smooth wide arms bare from her tank top, showed off the small sultry jiggling her movements made, each no doubt as wide around as my narrow waist.  Her long black hair cascaded across her shoulders, silky and shiny with a breathtaking aroma I was certain awaited me in closer proximity. As she turned to the side, continuing on her way down the mall, I realized after the fact I'd walked away from my placement on line, following her at a distance like an old hungry cartoon character led by the scent of food. Watching her goddess-like figure sway here and there as she walked/waddled was an erotic hypnosis in and of itself. My mind reeled at possible introductions I could make, none of them seeming to make any sense, yet still I followed.

She led us to a free bench around the corner from the food court, being shallow as I am I figured that was our initial destination. She placed her bags at her feet and turned to lower herself into the wide bench, once again giving me a full few of her beautiful girth. Her belly and breasts both seemed to be in the midst of defying logic, each appearing as round and curvaceous as the rest of her, also barely contained by her bra and soon to be too small tank top. I must admit to nearly felling to a full erection there on the spot watching her spread out on the bench, her belly perfectly settling between her thighs as she did.

In fact I was so taken with her sensual beauty I'd lost the timing of myself, now nearly right before her as she sat, feeling the incredible compelling force from deep within to not take one step past her. I tried to look nonchalant as if just discovering the bench myself, though the sly smirk I saw creeping across her face no doubt confirmed how obvious I was.

"Anyone sitting here?" I asked, amazingly not as meekly as I expected the words to come out. She looked up at my face, her eyes buying my soul full price, no refund needed. I think I fell in love with here right then and there. Mockingly turning her head to either side of her, and looking at the small gap between her soft sides and the armrests of the bench.

"I don't think so, unless they're under me," was her reply. I know then and there I flat out stammered, as if caught red-handed in a crime. Thankfully she saved me from prolonged embarrassment by saying, "I think I can make some room for you," with a wink. I tried my best to maintain a smile as she slightly leaned forward, sidling the majority of her weight off the bench, yet never fully getting up, and bounced just slightly to get right, positioning the arm rest directly against her side. I barely paid any mind to the extra few inches she freed up next to her on the bench, still focused on taking in the tremendous wave of poetry in motion her body was, a sexy ripple running through her curves as she giggled just slightly. I turned to sit beside her, though my hips were stopped by the armrests and her upper belly roll along her side.

"Just a moment," she said, leaning her weight against the other armrest, freezing up just enough room for me to squeeze in beside her. Almost instantly as my butt touched the bench, she let go and I felt her softness overtaking my left shoulder and upper thigh. If she noticed her heavy fat resting on me, she didn't let on. I was just thinking what a sight we must be, tightly squeezed together, when she spoke again it was in a sultry yet playful voice.

"Are you in?" She asked with a more pronounced giggle. I answered yes, extending my right hand over to her.

"I'm James."

"Samantha, nice to meet you, James." Her hand was soft and welcoming around mine.

We made some small talk, doing my best the entire time not to stare at Samantha's massive body, which she began to slowly rock with her leg against mine. She must know exactly what she's doing to me, I thought. I took the leap and asked if she'd like to join me for some dinner, nodding in the direction of the food court. She suddenly became flushed with blushing around her face and said, "Perhaps another time."

Sensing something was amiss I started to try my hand at other possibilities when she waved me off kindly with her hand, and explained.

"I'd love to have dinner sometime but...well, last time I ate at the food court I had a problem with the chairs...and that was a while ago..." Holding my gaze to see how the information was reading in my head no doubt. Samantha must have known just how arousing her little secret was to me, as she started smiling before I could even respond. I decided to take a chance.

"In that case, perhaps you'd like to join me at my place? I just filled the fridge shopping yesterday and was thinking of making up a chicken parm and pasta dinner. It'd be a pleasure having you."

One great big smile later, and we had a date. Once again she had to lean her weight to the side so I could squeeze myself out between her and the armrest. Standing before her now, hoping my erection wasn't too obvious as I watched her huff and puff her way to her feet. It took three attempts, the last successful due to me taking her hands in mine and providing a small counter balance. Again she filled with blush, though this time I believe we were a matching shade. With some more conversation keeping us busy, her bags in my hands, I followed her toward the parking lot, wondering how my luck could possibly be so good. If only I knew.

We agreed she'd follow me to my place in her car, once we got her bags sorted. I couldn't help but notice along the walk, she'd been buying some lingerie earlier, one well timed glance in the bags I carried for her confirmed a few thongs were on her list as well. Somehow I managed to hold the conversation without too many awkward pauses, despite nearly staring in open lust at the simple movement of her ass as she waddled, it's high points on either side pushing into the hanging side fat if her belly as she walked, that extra wiggle in between, just wobbling soft butt. As I said, conversing was very difficult.

Eventually we made it to her car, unsurprisingly it was a big SUV. However as she went to open the trunk for me, she dropped her purse near the rear well. I placed the bags in and with a wave of my hand assured her I'd save the day. I got on my knees and started to reach for the purse when I felt a soft pouch pushing into the back of my neck. As I pinched the purse strap with my fingers and pulled, turning my face as I did, it was apparent that soft punch was her huge belly, now against my face. I looked up just as her hand came to my face, was she holding a hankerch...?

"Wake up, cutie!"

My eyes open but everything is fuzzy. I try to speak but my mouth is covered, breathing through my nose. Can't move my arms and legs, starting to panic...

"Easy, handsome. You're fine just relax. Stop struggling, you aren't going anywhere."

The words...finally I place the voice. Samantha, the girl from the mall. We were talking and I fell...no I...

"Yommruggde!" In my head that sounded like. "You drugged me!"

"You know what? Keep struggling. I think I like it." Samantha responds.

I try again just to test my own movement. There also seems to be something tied around my head, forcing my head and neck back against some cushion. I'm not laying down because I can feel my arms and legs aren't level with my body, yet only my shoulders and upper thighs can move, as if I'm tied to a tree yet it's on it's side... Then she steps over me.

Gone are the tight spandex pants and tank top, replaced by nothing but a barely visible line of a thong, a bra that looks two sizes too small, and a lot of caramel colored fat. Samantha huge belly hangs to just above her knees, totally covering her thong from the front. Her two gigantic breasts stick nearly straight out, no doubt due to the tightness of her bra. And over the wide horizon of belly, over her mid-belly rolls and between her mountainous cleavage, I see her wide grin and sparking eyes. A very fat cat with a canary in it's mouth.

"You think I didn't notice you, little man? Following me all over the mall, I'm shocked you didn't trip over your own tongue." She underlines her words by slowly lowering her belly against my chest and neck, leaning forward with her hand to reach under my chin and take hold. She slightly pulls my head by my jaw as she continues. "I must admit you are cute. Especially how you just couldn't stop staring at my fat ass. You like fat girls, baby? Oh don't bother trying to answer. I know. I know plenty," she says, along another step forward so her lower belly is just resting against the tape around my mouth. My eyes staring up at her in terror as i see her biting her lower lip in lust. She grabs hold of her belly with her free hand and slowly presses more into my face. I can literally feel my air slowly being cut off as her fat belly starts pushing against my nose. She keeps coming...and my air is lost. I lose sight of her beautiful face, right before losing sight of the rest of the world as she overtakes my face with her belly.






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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: The Waiter
August 08, 2012, 10:27:38 AM
Excuse the delay, work has been kicking my ass lately. Here's the next installment. Enjoy.



The next morning.


I awake with a squint, as the sun sneaks in through the blinds. My first thought is of how comfortable I am, a rarity, as I usually get out of bed immediately in the mornings. This morning however, I feel cozy, warm, almost serene, laying here. It doesn't take long to figure out why. Still sleeping next to me is Mary, her slow breathing the only sound in the room, her face angelic in the morning shine. Mary was laying on her side, with her soft chest and belly laying over me, providing me with both an extra pillow and warmth. The weight of her belly alone, while still heavy, was also sensually giving, and comfortable, as it spread out across my left arm and torso. Dipping my head down, I could see her lower belly actually reached completely across me, to just touch the bedding on the other side of my body. There was definitely pressure, which awake, I felt while I drew breath in, though nothing like the night before, when Mary was perched on top of me with her full weight. 

Unknowingly, my free hand began to gently caress the soft skin of this sleeping beauty, my fingertips slowly sliding across the crevasses between her rolls. My mind drifted toward the events of last night. We played around for hours, toying with the shared fascination we had with our bodies together. Mary pushed my smaller frame to physical intensities I've never experienced, and yet throughout, I remained totally transfixed at her stunning beauty, size, and passion. We ended the night with a late run to the 24/7 Wendy's a few blocks away, it took a little while for the blood to get my legs pumping properly again, but I was more than happy to make the trip. I picked "us" up four chicken sandwich meals, and two large chocolate shakes for Mary and almost skipped back to her apartment. Somehow, a regular near-dreaded evening of work turned into one of the greatest nights of my life. 

When I returned, Mary had the bedroom set up to eat in there, with two large folding tables set up near her side of the bed. She gave me a peck on the lips when she opened the door for me, and once again I followed her jiggling rump as she led us to the bedroom. 

"Mmm, that smells so good," Mary cooed. 

"Almost as good as you look," I responded, still watching her hanging lovelandles bounce over the top of her shorts as she walked. 

"Aren't you the smooth talker," she said.

I began laying out the food on the tables she arranged, while Mary rolled into bed, and set herself up sitting against the headboard and pillows. It was a queen bed, yet she still managed to nearly fill its width all herself. I lost all concentration as I watched her lift her belly up, freeing it from the seam of her shorts, and letting to drop back down and over. The motion set off a ripple of soft fat across her belly and chest, and she definitely caught me staring.

"Oops," she giggled. After making sure all of the sandwiches and fries were win her arms reach, I got on the bed myself, sitting along the side of it, between her legs, with her right leg laying over my lap. I was turned to face her at my waist, and once again amazed that I couldn't reach her shoulders with my arms, even when leaning against her massive protruding belly. I immediately began massaging her belly, occasionally giving it a shake with both hands just to count the wobbling aftershocks. We chatted some more, while she worked her way though most of the food. I managed to snag one chicken sandwich for myself, and Mary instructed me how to get the tv on. Our evening together ended sometime around 2AM, as a very full stuffed goddess slowly drifted off to sleep, with me now laying along her side, my head resting on her plush side. 

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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: The Waiter
July 10, 2012, 06:03:33 AM
My natural instinct was to put my arms up and somehow stop this descending huge woman but I resisted and kept my body even and level with the bench as best I could. Mary's belly, which hung low enough to grace me while she stood, began to spread out over my chest, and neck, as the pressure added. I felt her soft flab fill the space around my chest, over my shoulders, even pressing down on my head and neck, I'm sure from the outside it all that was shown was the top of my face, nose and eyes and hair, squeezing out from under her. The pressure continued.  I felt her momentous butt touch my thighs and crotch, the width of her inside easily filling up the space on the bench, and engulfing my entire torso, my arms, which hung off the bench, even felt pressured to bed down from the overhanging fat of her belly and thighs. I felt more and more of her weight bearing down on me, as she relaxed her legs and spread them out before her. Just like that, I had almost 600lbs of glorious, sexy woman spread out on me. My insides felt compressed, and drawing air was almost impossible through my nose, my mouth and chin were smothered under the bottom of her belly. I'm sure my face was beat red as my body struggled to compete against the onslaught of weight crushing down on it. I couldn't even see Mary's face any longer, from the angle my face was pushed down and forward, my only vision was of the horizon of dark smooth skin, a wave of fat, washing over me. After a few minutes, when Mary had fully settled over me, she began rocking back to front, literally compressing every drop of air from my lungs, controlling my gasps with each simple sway of her on top of me. I hear her own moans and pleasing sounds from below, the passion of squashing me, or anyone, under her undoubtedly caused Mary a great deal of pleasure. Even in the incredibly crushed and oxygen deprived state I was in, once again I counted myself as a very lucky man.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: The Waiter
July 09, 2012, 11:13:18 AM
Mary made her way over to me, on the couch, with a slow pace, more like a waddle, which made her belly sway in rhythm. Her boy-shorts came just to the tip of her massive apron belly, which seemed to loosen itself as she moved; by the time she stood before me, the front of her blue shorts had ridden down, getting lose under the huge hanging belly. You could still see the slightest bit of blue from her sides, upper thigh, but aside that, she seemed completely nude from the waist down, an illusion brought by her folds of fat which spread out wide. When she got close enough, Mary brought her hands to my cheeks, gently running her fingers along the profile of my face, to my hair. At her touch, I closed my eyes and attempted to quiet my mind so that I could focus on the sensation of her soft touch. She spoke, and I listened to the words penetrate from the distance, her fingers tracing back down to the features of my face.

"You were so cute at the restaurant. As soon as you came to our table, I knew you liked big girls," a light giggle through passionate lips, "I told Lisa that 'he's mine!' as soon as you stepped away to put in our order. I saw how you kept your eyes dancing around, trying so hard not to stare..." As she spoke, I opened my eyes to the feeling of pressure, as she lightly pulled my head closer to the dark expanse of her perfect belly. Soon, it filled my entire vision, her hands pulling me so close that my nose just began to rub against her belly button. "I've been wanting to do this all night." Then she pulled me in. Mary made it last, each moment ringing out for minutes, when in actuality it was no longer than a few seconds. First my nose and lips were submerged in soft, smooth skin, the thought I had before my eyes and rest of my face were completely engulfed in this fat goddesses belly. Still she kept pulling me in, I could feel my face further sink into her, a sensual sensation like none other, her fat almost displacing around me, till I felt her cool soft skin brush against my ears, totally swallowed by fat. Mary kept the pressure on, and I realized it was impossible to breath in my position, my hands rubbing the hanging side of her belly, filling with handfuls of fat, my air totally cut off. After a half minute, I began to struggle out of reflex, my fingers sinking into her side rolls as I tapped for air. She held me another few seconds, just as the sparks were beginning to fill my mind, and then free. 

After she let go, my head went back against the couch, and I sat there looking up at this stunning, sexy woman, doing my best to take in air and calm my racing heart. 

"That...was...amazing," I said through the gasps. 

"I know," was her response, followed by her leaning forward and placing her knees on either side of me as I sat on the couch. Then, her belly filled the space between us, resting so heavily on me as she leaned in more and more weight. My face was now wedged between her breasts, my body totally covered under hundreds and hundreds of pounds of this huge queen. Mary must have been holding back at first, as suddenly she let go of the backrest behind me and let all of her weight drop onto me, sending my air gasping out of my lungs once again, tracing up her smothering breasts to her face. She let out a small gasp herself, almost sucking my breath in as she squashed it out. 

We stayed like that for a bit, my arms around her, resting over the shelf of her wide love hands, with her side rolls laying on top. I tired once or twice to make my hands touch around her, never even came close. We kissed, on and off between whispers back and forth. Occasionally, she'd squeeze her arms together, which pressed her breast together around my head and face, smothering me at will, letting me up for air and wasting no time before bouncing back into me against the couch. She loved the power her body had over me, how easily she could command my breaths under her, there was no doubt. 

After some time, Mary leaned her weight back, finding her legs under her to support herself. I aided by helping with her balance, while taking in a few full breaths of air for the first time in a long while. Once upright, I watched her body move, each roll and curve overtaking one another along her belly, which swayed almost constantly with every step she took. Mary removed our finished drinks from the red square bench in front of the couch, and placed them on a side table along the couch. I looked a question at her, she answered with a smile, "Lay down," she directed, gesturing toward the red cushioned bench. Not being a total fool, I could see where this was going. I leaned forward and planted a kiss on her belly button, then got up and laid out on the bench, on my back. It was about the length and width of my torso, so my arms, legs, and head were hanging off. I did my best to hold my neck up, watching Mary move around me, that smile of her's turning coy. She made her way to where my legs were outstretched over one end, and I watched this massive queen slowly make her way up, the bench and me between her huge thighs, which brushed against my sides. She was now standing directly over me, the cusp of her wildly large belly just over my chest and neck, I could just see her eyes over the top of her breasts. The view from my positioning made her look twice as big, if even possible. Her belly, which hung so low, was now just starting to touch my chest, as she swayed her hips back and forth while standing over me. The anticipation was...well, crushing. 

"I don't think I ever told you how much I weigh, did I?" she asked, playfully.

"H...how much?" the number being just a number, but also, to a fat admirer like myself, and incredible marking point of the beauty over me.

"570lbs as of my last weigh-in, but that was a couple months ago. Probably much closer to 600 now..." Her words purposely trailed off as she began to lower herself down onto me...
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I'd love to be on that table while you get your game on. Ssbbw demon hunter?
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: The Waiter
June 21, 2012, 12:51:51 PM
Mary and I made our way past the double doors to her apartment building, exchanging giddy glances and smiles. I followed her to the elevators, trying my best to take in each and every one of the numerous ripples and jiggles her soft flesh made with each step. The rolls of fat that ran up her side, under her arm, each bounced and quivered with her waddle, small explosions of flab that left me weak in the knees. In the elevator, she pushed the "5" button with a polished nail, and leaned against me along the elevator wall. She was facing the doors, her massive bottom and back rolls once again putting pressure on me, as Mary peaked over her shoulder and smiled at my red-faced delight. I tried my best to wrap my arms around her, my hands separated by an ocean of fat, fingers sinking between her rolls and belly.

Ding!

The doors open, and Mary takes me by my hand, and leads me from the elevator to her apartment door down the hall. Once inside, she quickly pushes me against the wall of her foyer, my stomach, chest and groin now totally engulfed between her magnificently vast belly. Trying to lift my arms against the weight as she leaned was near impossible, especially as her fat touched the wall on either side of my much smaller frame. Once again our lips met, deeper and with a more voracious passion than in the cab earlier. While we kissed, Mary bounced herself into me, even softly I felt the air rush from my lungs each time. Between her bounces and our kiss, I was quickly losing breath, and it was quite possibly the most erotic moment of my life...so far.

Our embrace ended when she pulled back, releasing me from the grip of her belly and wall, heated now, I could tell she'd been wanting to do that for a while. I followers her through the foyer into the living room. It was modernity decorated, with an extra wide couch which seemed to be built on a metal frame. I noticed that all of her chairs, from the one at an idea desk to her kitchen, seemed specially made to withstand momentous weight. Not a surprise at all. I wondered how many she went through, the various wooden chairs shattering and splintering under her wide,  imponderably heavy body over the years.  

In front of her couch, was a large rectangular red block, which I first took as a coffee table. It wasn't till my leg brushed against it as she lead me to the couch that I realized it was one of those memory-foam benches. The placement seemed odd at first, but I didn't focus on it.

"Why don't you take a seat and make yourself comfortable. There's a small bar under the window there if you'd like to make us a couple of drinks. These pants have been digging in ever since dinner, and I must get out of them. I'll be right back, handsome," she said, her hand under my chin, leading me to a quick kiss against her moist lips once again. 

I took a seat against the couch, and watched the huge swaying ass rhythmically exit the room. After a few beats of my pounding heart, I found the will to get up and make a drink. I didn't know what she preferred, so I mixed a simple rum and coke for us both, with ice. Then, I retook my seat on the couch, trying my best to sip my drink without spilling it all over myself with anticipation rushing through my veins. I was taking in the rest of the spacious apartment's interior when I heard the unmissable sound of bare feet against the hard wood floor. Standing in the doorway to the bedroom, totally filling it by the way, was Mary. She had indeed gotten out of those pants, now wearing a sky-blue bra, overflowing with her stunningly large breasts, and a incredible pair of matching boy-shorts. Nearly all of this hugely fat woman was bare for my eyes, and I did my best to take in each roll, dimple, each curve of this goddess before me. Her large dark belly hung past the front of her shorts, you'd think she was nude if not for the skimpiest bit of blue peaking from under the side of her hanging belly, which nearly reached her knees. 

"You like?" Was all she said.

"My god, you're breathtaking," I stammered. 

"Just you wait..." 
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: The Waiter
June 18, 2012, 10:38:21 AM
I watched Mary devour one meatball in a single bite, and just about fell in love before the plate was empty. She was talking about the day to day of her flower business, I was doing my best to stay attentive to the conversation and not openly stare as she rubbed the ocean of fat she called a belly in between bites. Her confidence in her size, and image was tremendously impressive, and it rubbed off. As I was placing the last remaining plate of pasta in front of Mary, one of the waitresses, a skinny dirty blonde; who never seemed to understand why I didn't acknowledge her advances on me, gave us a dirty look while making her way out the front door. 

"What are you looking at, twiggy?" Mary exclaimed. My eyes widened, and I had to cover a laugh as the rude girl's mouth dropped open, she followed her indignity out the door. 

"Guess she wasn't expecting that," Mary said with a giggle.

"Not one bit," I responded through a grin.   

"So, John, how long have you been attracted to fat women?"

The question took me aback, I wasn't expecting that kind of directness. I'm sure my face was once again blushing bright red as I answered: "For as long as I can recall. I've never been one for the skinny girls. That obvious, huh?"

"You're so cute when you blush. Yes, it's hard not to notice, when you keep sneaking peeks at my belly. What do you think of it? Of me, honestly now." 

"I think you're easily the sexiest woman who's ever walked through the front door here, and I'm shocked I was able to wait on you without tripping over my own feet or tongue." I neglected to add, that it was almost impossible not to stare at her belly, protruding through her thin blouse as it were. When I first sat down across from her, I also realized that her belly alone was much wider than the table, a massive curve of round soft female flesh resting on her thighs on either side.

"You do know how to charm a girl, that's for sure," she said, her left hand now laying over mine on the table. For the tenth time that night I reminded myself of just what an amazing turn this evening's shift had taken. "When do you get off," she asked, her full lips turning to a coy smile. I made a show of looking at my watch, and matched her smile with my own. "I got off ten minutes ago."

I cleared the table of her now empty plates, astonished that she was able to pick each one clean. I changed from my uniform in the back, to my more usual jeans and t-shirt, and met her in front of the restaurant after she finished paying the tab. Standing next to her, I felt almost dwarfed by her size,  I may have been a couple inches shorter than I, but she was at least three times as wide. We shared another few words, she only lived a few blocks away but wanted to cab it anyway.

"I wouldn't expect you to walk all that after such a meal anyway," I said understandingly. 

I hailed us a cab, though I had to help Mary get into the backseat. Once again, she didn't show any shame at the tight squeeze, if anything, she seemed to be playing it up a little, especially as I leaned in against her to help her get her last leg in the door. My arm rubbed against the lower portion of her belly, so easily sinking into her vast softness. Afterward I made my way to the other door, and just managed to shut it behind me, Mary took up just about the entire back seat, and once again I was squashed against her and a hard place. It was beginning to be a new favorite habit. She gave the cabbie the address, and we were off. She asked me some more about myself, along with general small talk. By the time we rounded the corner to her apartment, I was leaning in for a kiss. She let more of her weight squeeze me against the door as our lips met, passion exchanging to and from. When we parted, her eyes shone like magic, and I couldn't wait to see what else the night held for the huge woman and myself.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: The Waiter
June 18, 2012, 06:48:58 AM
I made myself available to my other remaining table, happily finding them ready for their check. After settling with them, that left one remaining table in my section, that I could focus my complete attention on. The big, curvaceous pair of Mary and Lisa. Once their starting appitizers were ready (which alone could have been a meal for four) I rolled the various plates to their table on the serving cart. We usually don't pull out the cart unless dealing with a large party, the fact that it was needed for just the start of these fat goddesses' meal was no small thrill for me. Come across the room, Mary's beautiful round face caught mine, and we shared a smile at her knowledge that the food was coming. I could tell this big mama was hungry, and going to put on a good show for me. Once again, the inner turmoil I was dealing with, not to get caught with a massive erection, was overwhelming. 

"Mmm, that looks so good!" Lisa said, rubbing her hands together with glee. Mary kept her eyes on me as I laid out the plates before her, and I could have sworn I just saw her lick her lips there. 

"Thank you handsome," Mary said. "Now don't go getting lost on us, I'm going to want my entree soon," she beamed with a wink. 

"Wouldn't dream of it ladies. Enjoy, and I'll be around. You're actually my last table for the night." I said.

"Really? Well in that case, why don't you sit down with us?" Mary asked.

My manager had already left for the evening, and there was literally nothing left for me to do but abide these corpulent women and their appetites. "I really shouldn't," the words barely masked behind obvious excitement.

"Nonsense, here," Mary lifted herself up and moved over along the bench that ran across the back wall. At the time I didn't think anything of the fact that instead of moving left, toward the wall, she scooted right, opening a small wedge of seating between her and the wall. 

"What's your name, sweetie?" Lisa asked, as I maneuvered past her chair and table toward Mary's left.

"John, John Richards," as I sat down in the narrow opening next to the elephantine chocolate queen. She must have been leaning toward her opposite side when I first sat down, as after a minute or so of them beginning their meal, I could feel more and more of Lisa's soft fat side pressing into me. My elbow sunk into a pillowy roll of fat, and the blush filled my face.

With both hands, Mary was pulling off a slice of her "personal" pizza, and I could feel her belly and body ripple with fat from the motion. We made small talk as they ate, and I learned that Lisa worked as a manager at Lane Byrant in the mall, Mary ran her own local flower delivery business. I tried to learn as much as I could about Mary, hoping to hear a trace of her love life, whether she was single or not. It wasn't that smooth of a conversation however, between each word another mouthful of pizza as consumed. Garlic knots, pasta, enough carbs to for a year. It had to be apparent, no doubt by a goofy smile I couldn't contain, how much I was enjoying sitting with the girls as they stuffed themselves. Beyond the simple attraction to their bodies, there was another level of sensual satisfaction knowing I was the one serving these two massive women their fattening meals. Perhaps in some small way adding to their plumpness. 

Eventually, the table was left in wreckage. Empty plates piled high, my doing, as they eat through each one, I also made sure to keep a constant stream of food in front of them, from the cart to table. By this point, Mary was leaning so much on me, even the side of her belly and thigh was engulfing my left side. It was an uneasy thrill trying to squeeze out between her and the wall to remove the plates from the table. After loading the cart up with their feast's debris, I left the girls looking happy and giddy as I made off to get their entrees. 

As I was awaiting their order, I noticed a phone ringing. It was Lisa's, and after a moment it seemed she was dealing with a bit of an issue on the other end of the phone. When I returned to their table with the main course(s) Lisa was in mid-apology to Mary.

"Ugh, just so annoying. No no, I'll be fine. Let me just go pick this jerk up, once again. Oh! John, sweetie, I've got to run, can you bag up my meal?"

"Sure, that's no problem, let me..." 

Before I could finish, Lisa's other request: "And be sure to keep my girl Mary here company, will you?"

"Oh shush," Mary said, looking mock-shy.

"I'd be my pleasure. Don't you worry, now let me go get this bagged up for you." I couldn't believe my luck. Sweet as Lisa was, it was Mary I was ultimately interested in getting to know more. And now I'd have her complete, beautiful, gluttonous attention. And to think, I was beginning to tire of this job...
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / The Waiter
May 29, 2012, 06:54:00 AM
Three hours into my shift at work, my life drastically changed for the better. I'd been working at the quaint Italian restaurant for six or seven months at that point, as a waiter. It wasn't the best paying job, but I usually got plenty of free food, and had a good working environment.  For my list of complaints, the job wasn't too high up. Could have been better, of course. And that evening, it was.

I walked out of the kitchen with my hands full with a young couples dinner order, pretending not to be jealous of their night on the town, when I noticed a new table being seated in my section. I finished serving the young couple and left them to their meals, making my way to the two ladies taking their seats at the corner table. From across the floor, they looked big, up close, they were stunningly massive, with beautiful faces both holding wide smiles. The shorter woman, though no less wide, was dark skinned, with natural curled hair, wearing a red blouse that did little to conceal her large breasts, resting on a much larger belly. The curves of her rolls were fighting a silent battle against the blouse, as were the black stretch pants she wore underneath, which seemed painted onto her. The other friend was white, with long blonde hair.  Heavy, but not as big as her friend, wearing a more conservative dress that left her less exposed than her friend. Once I reached their table to take a drink order, I realized that the bigger woman was very uncomfortable seated on the bench that lined our walls, the table was digging into her belly, deeply, leaving much of her fat hanging over onto the table, and underneath. I was about to have them moved to a standard table with chairs, but seeing her white friend hanging off her hair by a few inches on either side, I realized that the bigger girl would be risking an embarrassing fall, if she attempted one of our chairs. I introduced myself to them, shielding my movement with my words, I took hold of the table's edge and pulled it back away from the wall four or five inches, freeing the larger girls belly from its fat squeezed torment. 

"Oh my God!, that's so much better. Thank you, handsome," she said, making me blush beat red. 

"Anything to serve you better," I said, trying to keep things professional despite a deep attraction stirring within for the fat beauty.

She seemed to like that a great deal, her smile widening as she locked eyes on mine. I realized that in the moment I had totally ignored her friend's drink order, and embarrassingly had to ask her to repeat it. The blond giggled to a thought I wasn't privy to, and kindly did just that. 

"And you, ma'am?" I asked the dark fat beauty.

"I'll have a dirty martini, dry, with extra olives. As many olives as I can get." It was obvious these weren't the ladies first drinks of the evening, but they were far from drunk. As it was, they seemed to be at that joyful state of tipsy, with a side of the giggles. When I promised to hunt down all the olives in the place, they both laughed openly. It took everything I had not to stare at the dark skinned woman's belly, and how it spread out before her. Even after moving the table, her jutting fat still brushed against the table, as it hung over and between her thighs under a very thin, stretched blouse. I thought, "She must weigh 400 pounds." Little did I know.

I excused myself to fill their order, hearing their chatter begin and slowly fade as I walked to the bar. I'll admit, I made the big girl's drink a little stronger than the usual. Couldn't be helped. 

When I returned with their drinks, and their menus, I finally got a proper introduction to them. The blonde, thick woman's name was Lisa, her Staten Island accent a little more noticeable on second listen. The black woman's name was Mary, her accent being a little vaguer, but still decidedly New York. They thanked me for their drinks, but stopped me as I turned to leave them to read the menus. 

"Oh sugar, we don't even need to look," Lisa said. "I'll have an order of the homemade garlic knots, and calamari to start with. For an entree I'd like the chicken marsala with thin spaghetti. Oh!, and could you bring us a bottle of red, please?"

"Of course, and good choice. And for you," nodding my head to Mary, who was flipping through the menu without really reading. I had a feeling she had her mind made up well before she ever sat down. If I'm being honest, I was anticipating what this huge black goddesses order would be. Somehow, I wasn't expecting to hear the word "salad." 

"To start, I'd like the single sicilian pizza, with sausage and extra cheese, and two orders of garlic knots. Then the large antipasto," I interrupted her to inform her that the large antipasto was for a serving of four people. She grinned and said, "I know," enlisting further giggling from her friend. Once again, my cheeks were flush red, and I begged myself that my rapidly growing erection wouldn't make itself visible. The fat mama continued, "And for entrees I'd like the spaghetti with meatballs and the linguine alfredo." 

I scribbled the massive order onto my pad, trying to keep the pen steady as my mind raced with the thought that Mary had just ordered enough food for eight people. In my time as a waiter, I'd often served bigger women, and usually found them to purposely order light, as to not call attention to their size. Yet, here was Mary, with a shocking amount of self-ownership and confidence, perfectly content with displaying her obviously gluttonous desires. I dared an, "Anything else?" 

"Thats all for now, sweetie, but don't forget to keep that dessert menu close by," she answered. At this point, my blushing must have been clear as day to her, and she didn't seem to mind adding any fuel to the fire. I took my leave to put their orders in, once again leaving a trail of giggles behind me. I excused myself to the restroom, and through cold water on my face. Thank god it was a quiet night, I couldn't imagine trying to juggle a packed house along with the hungry bombshell. There were plenty of larger women I'd found myself attracted to over the years, but none as big, or overtly flirtatious as Mary was. How I'd make it through the remainder of their meal without blurting out something horribly embarrassing, or worse yet casting a showed over the table with my erection, I did not know. It was a terrible pressure, to perform under such astoundingly sexual conditions. I walked out of the restroom and back to the kitchen to check on their appetizers, desperately trying to concoct an appropriate way to ask Mary out. I didn't see a ring on her finger, unlike Lisa, who was flashing a large rock on her left hand. 

To be continued...
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Sexy update. Now I sit fingers crossed for a part two that adds some squashing to the mix of that stunning contrast.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Department Store
January 07, 2010, 12:51:47 PM
Wonderful set up, and great detailing. Looking forward to your continuation.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth's Return
October 19, 2008, 06:52:09 PM
The next morning, Beth awoke with a hangover as massive as her own lovely body was. it was a struggle for her to roll her huge belly to the side, sliding herself towards the edge of her king-sized bed. She brought her hand to her aching head, trying to will the headache away she was suffering from the previous night's drinking. Her mountainous breasts sat high on her bare gargantuan belly, which spread itself over her equally large thighs and lap. keeping her eyes closed for fear of the morning's light adding to her pain, she heard her cell phone ring. Beth dared to open her eyes, locate her cell on the nightstand next to her bed and answer.

"So are you as hungover as I am, fat girl?" Her friend Tami's voice came through the speaker.

"Ugh, I can't even begin to tell you. What the hell happened to us last night?" Beth asked her friend.

"Well after stuffing ourselves silly, we found a nice skinny Asian boy we victimized with our huge butts, and then we drank half a bottle of vodka. You know the usual," Tami forced herself to chuckle through her own hangover.

Beth did the same, "Yeah, fun all around for sure."

"So what did you end up doing with him?" Tami asked.

Just then it hit Beth that all of the summary from her friend was actually true, not a slight joke that she first figured. 'Oh my GOD! i actually thought you were kidding, girl!' Beth said.

Beth propelled herself to her feet, feeling every inch of her fat covered body shaking and swaying in the process. She looked around on the mattress, on the floor next to the bed, in the hallway outside her room, all the way downstairs through the remaining rooms. No flattened boy anywhere! Beth came back upstairs and started guessing over the phone as to what could have happened to poor little Sammy from the night before, all of which was interrupted by a low groan from under the mattress.

"Ha, I think I found our little butt cushion. Lemme call you later, sexy," beth said, shutting her cell and tossing it back onto the nightstand. Then, using her own body weight to help the shift, Beth pushed the mattress off the boxspring and bed frame, reveling a very groggy, very red, gasping tiny delivery boy.

'Oh, so there you are! I knew you must have been hiding from me!" Beth said as she reached down, and took a hold of Sammy's wrists, dragging him off the boxspring and onto the floor of the bedroom. The slim boy, who still had not yet recovered from his torturous night spend as further bed padding for this over 500 pound woman, coughed and failed at trying to bring himself up from his prone position once, and then succeeded at lifting himself to his hands and knees. he wasn't talking-far too dazed for that-he just began the impossibly slow motions towards the door. Beth played with her own hanging fat on the sides of her still bare belly, a tsunami of dark smooth, perfect feminism; and watched the boys movement with delight. Beth always loved seeing the aftermath of her squashing a much smaller person. The total devastation which her body causes simply by being lowered down onto another being. Then, when Sammy had gotten far enough towards the door, or at least as far as Beth was willing to see, she made her motion towards the lad, her booming footsteps sending shivers down Sammy's spine as he knew the huge woman was in chase. Soon Beth overtook the tiny Asian boy, each of her legs straddling a ribcage that even petite women couldn't compare to in smallness.

"Goodie, I love horseback riding!' Beth said with a childish giggle, and then bend at the knees and lowered all of her weight onto the boy's back. Her girth being so incredible in it's size that the bottom of her belly rested heavily on the boy's head and neck while her awe-inquiringly fat and heavy butt totally dwarfed the rest of his back and legs. The time span that Sammy's back held up for, couldn't even conservatively be called a second long, and soon Beth and each of her quarter of a ton pounds was crashing down to a now severely crushed Sammy. His nose began bleeding from the shocking force at which his body had been squashed, and Beth knew from sounds all too familiar that he had broken at least two of his tiny ribs in the drop. Beth just continued to sit, her body of bare wondrous fat smashing the slim boy into paste on her bedroom rug, and listened to the beautiful sounds of his moans, and whimpers.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth's Return
September 16, 2008, 05:02:34 PM
Tami moved to Beth's left and grabbed a hold of Sam's ankles. "My god girl, I think my thumbs are thicker," Tami said with a laugh. Beth lifted her fat foot off of the center of Sam's now very flattened body, and snatched up his arms. Together the girls lifted the tiny delivery boy up and off the couch, and carried him over the coffee table and toward the large unfurnished section of the living room. Sam was in a daze, his eyes barely registering what was going on around him, all they could perceive was a blur of endless fat, and a feeling of total lightness. The girls counted nonchalantly dropped the semi-conscious lad onto the rug floor, his landing producing a muffled thud.

"I wanna go first," Tami said in a mock-childish voice, Beth answering with a smile an a nod of her head. Tami lifted her right foot and brought it down upon Sam's left thigh, so thin as it was, she could actually feel his bone under foot. Sammy's eyes shot out of his head with the spike of pain and pressure, and once again he desperately tried to clutch and lift the cause of his pain off his small frame to no avail.

"Come on, girl! You call that a trampling?" Beth taunted. Tami's face drew bright red from bluching, and then she leaned all of her weight into her right leg, smashing down even more on Sammy's thigh, and stepped onto his right thigh with her left foot. Now both of Sammy's arms wailed back and forth in response to the crushing pain of having this huge five hundred plus pound women standing full weight on his tiny legs.

"Wow, it's so amazing, Beth. Look at him, he can't take it at all. I feel like if I bounced his legs would just deflate. Ha!"

'Well, don't do any bouncing just yet, I want to have some fun with him, first," Beth then stepped forward so that her two feet were on either side of Sammy's now tear stained face. Squeezing her legs together a bit, she now had his head in a frozen lock with his face staring right up between Beth's legs, his entire body now covered in shadow between the two mammoth women. From his position between Beth's legs he could see just how large the expanse of her body was, from her mind blowing hanging belly to her large protruding backside. Then, Beth shocked both him and her friend Tami by stepping onto his head, pressuring it to it's side. Beth then stepped onto his body with her other foot, so that now he had the combined weight of over a thousand pounds standing on him. Ever nerve and muscle in his body was screaming with agony. Tami just stood on his legs shell shocked at seeing Sammy's small head being compressed under Beth's foot, how his mouth hung open and his tongue laid out like a dog while it napped.

'Now THIS is trampling!" Beth said to her friend.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth's Return
September 12, 2008, 04:27:42 PM
Tami excused herself to the kitchen to get some of the ice cream the two girls bought earlier in the day to save for dessert and left the very crushed and very tiny Sam with Beth. Beth watched the two huge beachball sized buttcheeks of her friend swing and sway in all directions as she walked away to the kitchen. Sam also found his eyes attached to the motion of Tami's waddling. he had finally been able to draw breath in and out of his lungs again, yet even though these two massively obese women had released him from his confinements under their weight, he still felt this sensation of intense pressure on his chest and legs. Phantom crushing.

Beth then made the sensation very very real again, lifting her right foot and dropping it on the lower stomach of Sam, and then leaning down with all of her weight into his now very smushed tummy and organs. Much to Beth's delight she could actually see her foot-with the help of her astonishing weight-shifting the body of Sam, his thin stomach being pancaked to the point of being an inch thick from front to back, his whole body contorting into a U like shape. Sam was groaning and struggling with all of his useless and pathetic might to push Beth's foot up and off him with his arms, which brought giggles not only to Beth but Tami as well who had just returned to the room with two gallon containers of cookie dough ice cream. Beth then spoke down to her helpless victim, "Don't even try to fight it. You might not have figured it out yet, but you're ours now. Every moment of your life from now on will be spend pleasing us and our fat bodies that you just couldn't help staring at. So you just get used to not breathing, get used to feeling your ribs cracking, and get used to being smothered into the next universe. But for now, you're going to get used to being trampled on by both of us."
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth's Return
September 08, 2008, 09:03:31 PM
Tami, who was sitting on the upper body and face of the now thoroughly crushed Sam leaned her bulk forward every other minute, giving the girls the delight of hearing a high pitched yelp/intake of air from the 90lb body struggling to endure the worse punishment of his young life. Beth wasn't as kind, she had been trapped in a jail cell far too long, and had too many vengeful plans. She would continuously stand up, giving the lower stomach and frail thin legs of Sam a moment's relief, only to kick out her legs and come crashing ride down on top of him. Tami would time her own movements just right for each of these events, leaning just ever so slightly off the now purple and red face of the pretty boy Asian so that she could feel the rush of air being forced out of his lungs by Beth's butt drops. Tami was so happy she decided to wear her black jean mini skirt for today. Her random movement had forced the skirt up past her fat thighs, so that it was even resting on top of her counter top bottom. She was feeling each small gust of air blowing right through her silk blue panties.

"MMM, I love this so much. I missed you, girl," Tami said to her friend Beth after her fifth drop.

"You and me both. God it's been so long since I felt such power. I was behind bars for a year. A YEAR!" Beth punctuated this with another disastrous bounce on the quickly deteriorating legs of Sam. "Get up, i have an idea and I want to talk to our little toy."

Tami grabbed onto the arm of the loveseat and used her upper body strength to help life her 570lbs of flab up and off the barely living being which had been smothering under her for over an hour now. due to the tremulous strain of pressure which his chest had been under, even once freed from under Tami's weight, Sam still had trouble getting his lungs to catch up and breath.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth's Return
September 08, 2008, 06:24:29 PM
"OOOH... and who is this?" Tami said, sitting on the loveseat and leaving very little space left on it. She had just been polishing off the last chicken roll from the Italian place they had ordered from, and was wiping away some of the sauce from her upper lip with her tongue.

"This is...actually, who is this," Beth said laughingly to Sam who was at this point beyond words. From the sight of Beth to this second hugely fat woman who seemed to wear the loveseat she was seated on as most women were an accessory :(. The two women stared at the near mute boy and then shared a small eye link of their own. In one moment, Tami knew just what her friend was up to, and it being so long since she had last felt the struggles of a tiny being under her weight, couldn't be more pleased.

"Looks like you found the Asian Helen Kelly, Beth," said Tami and the two girls cracked up with laughter which filled the room.

Sam stepped forward and placed the bag of food on the coffee table which was littered with various wrappers from all the near by delivery places. Then he turned and tried to make a half hearted dash to the front door in his utter embarrassment. Beth however was having none of that and stepped in his way just in time, which sent the tiny Sam slamming into her bare belly once again, this time with enough force for him to bounce backward and to the floor.

"Look at that, girl. Our guess was trying to run out on us. Can you believe it?" Beth said with mock surprise.

"I think one particularly tiny take out boy needs to be taught a lesson." Tami responded.

Sam brought himself to his feet and kept his head down, knowing he would crack into tears from fright at the position he found himself if he met eyes with either of this elephantine women. "I sorry, very sorry. Must go now, enjoy food," once again making a move for the front door, this time slower.

Beth once again cut off his path, this time placing a hand on his shoulder, almost totally blocking out it's small size with her thick ring covered hand. She could feel the bony shoulder of Sam quivering underneath his shirt as she spoke. "Now, what's your name?"

In what would be generously called a whisper, the slim boy answered, "Sam."

"Ah, ok. So, Sam. We're gonna have to teach you why it's never polite to be rude to a lady. And why you should never be rude to a big woman.  Especially two very big women like my friend and I here. Now, Sam, I want you to answer me truthfully. Lie, and I'll know it. It's very late, where we your last delivery for the night?"

Sam simply nodded his head to the affirmative. From the couch, Tami asked, "And are you expected back at the restaurant tonight?"

Knowing this could be a fateful answer, yet too afraid of the massively fat woman who was tapping her foot awaiting a response, Sam just couldn't bring himself to lie. "No, I am suppose to go home after delivery."

Had he been staring someplace else but the floor of the living room, Sam would have seen two very wide and very sinister smiles find their way across the faces of the two women. Beth then reached down and ran her finger up the center of Sam's bony chest, coming to his chin and bringing his face up to meet her gaze.

"That's very good, Sam. You were smart not to lie to us, Sam. Sam, Sam, Sam. You know I don't like that name. I think we're just going to call you 'cushion'. What do you think of that, cushion?"

Sam's eyes went wide and before his lips could form the quickest of replies, Beth reached for the slim boy's hair and pulled his cute thin face deep within her breasts, both of them totally engulfing Sam and his shriek in breathless darkness. Beth leaned back and hoisted the boy up so that now his feet were no longer touching the ground, kicking in the air as they were. walking over to the loveseat, Tami sat up and hefted her huge fat body up, causing a wave of fat to transpire over her belly rolls. She moved a bit out of the way, giving Beth enough clearance to toss the pathetically tiny young man on the loveseat. his petite frame had the time to bounce only once before Beth and Tami had stepped into position, each of their impossibly wide and heavy butts now hanging out over their helpless victim. Sam outstretched his arms in a desperate and silly ploy to stop the unstoppable. Both of the 550plus pound women bend at the knees and dropped their asses onto his frame. The living room shook from the incredible force of these too huge women dropping their weight onto the loveseat. Sam was pulverized instantly by the shared butt drop, each bounce that occurred from the aftershock of Tami and Beth's drop forcing him into further dimensions of suffering. The two girls just rode them out, hardly feeling the struggles of the poor boy which was not completely engulfed under their massive weight. Watching each others rolls of fat shake, the knowledge of Sam's total domination and flattening, and the sensation they both shared of how amazing it was to finally have someone struggling to live from under their bodies caused both of the girls to moan and giggle with white hot delight.

"GOD, I MISSED THIS SO MUCH!" Beth said, creating her own few bounces to add to the joy of returning to her rightful spot in the world, squashing and crushing tiny and lesser beings under her body.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Beth's Return
September 08, 2008, 05:38:19 PM
A year had passed since Beth had had her fateful night in the shoe store with her tiny friend Mickey and the slaveboy Johnny. A year since Beth was arrest for minor assault charges after the tiny ruin Mickey reported the tremendous crushing Beth had given her. Due to the oddness of the crime, one which none of the prosecutors quite knew how to follow up on, Beth was given a small sentence of two to four years. In prison, Beth had immediately taken over, though she made a vow to herself not to squash any of the many tiny girls which she was around in the prison's population. She had to get out of jail, she needed her freedom to do as she pleased, as any Goddess should. Also, due to the terrible conditions of the food which they served at the minimum security prison, Beth could not stuff herself with various treats in the decadent way she was accustomed to. due to this her weight hardly advanced from the massive 540lbs which she was when she was first arrested. leveling off at 550lbs, Beth still felt like the huge beautiful Nubian Goddess that she was, however it almost seemed wasted, her size and power, due to her own restraint when it came to crushing any of the much smaller women around her, especially her annoying cellmate who was so petite each and every one of her bones in her chest and stomach were visible. Many a night passed when Beth would lay in her much too small cot and listen to the slow breathing of the stick figure girl above her. She found herself fantasizing about grabbing the girl and tying her to the lower bunk, then climbing her way to the op bunk, and tossing her incredibly fat body upon the mattress, sending it rocketing off its hinges and destroying the small girl below. Yet Beth showed willpower, and did her time in peace. The pay off for this, was a release for good behavior after only serving a year.

Beth had the support of her friends while she was serving her days inside, Tami, a women of astonishing size and weight herself who also loved the feeling of squashing smaller people made sure to visit with Beth every week. She was in the one who kept Beth up to date with the outside world, and most of the news was very troubling. Johnny, the boy which Beth put so much time into crushing nightly for over a year, transforming him into a mere cushion and victim for her many bursts of flattening urges had been moved away by his parents, who bought him his own apartment in Florida. This saddened Beth a great deal, as she had been counting on taking her rightful place on top of the skinny lads body once she was released. There was however one bit of news which Tami reported to Beth very regularly, and always with a sinister smile across her beautiful fat face. Mickey, the anorexic girl who had reported Beth and sent her to jail had never moved or even left the city. This of course served to fuel Beth at her most boring and saddest of moments behind bars. That tiny bitch had no idea what she was in for.

The day of her release, Beth was picked up by Tami in her new truck. "Had to make sure I had a car that could handle us," Tami had said, giving Beth a wink and a grin. Beth's possessions had been stored for the last year, and then moved into her new house, Beth wanting to come home to a huge place with plenty of space upon her release. Using funds from her lifesaving's, and the help of her most wonderful and equally huge friend Tami, that was made possible. once they had both made the slightly difficult squeeze out of the truck and into the front doors of the new place, Beth grabbed her friend and gave her a loving hug and kiss on the cheek. Due to the expanse of their combine bellies and chests, the women had to stand at an almost ninety degree angle to accomplish this, but it was done. Beth toured the new huge home with her friend and then they both sat down on the way too small loveseat which Beth had used to torture so many tiny people in the past, and when Tami felt her friends thick thigh and rolls rub against her (as there was not an inch of space between the two women which had a combined weight of over half a ton), a smile playing over Beth's sensual luscious lips, she knew just what memories her friend were thinking about.

Hours had past, and the girls had gone through almost every take out place in the area. Both of them, feeling stuffed beyond imagine, just relaxed and chatted as a television played out in the background. Then, the interruption of the doorbell came.

"Oh that's right, we forgot about the Thai place we ordered from. Ok, who's turn is it to get up," Beth asked her friend.

"I had to get up last time for that rude Chinese delivery boy, so it's your turn at the plate, girl."

"Ugh, ok," Beth said, making the difficult journey to her feet. "Damn, i haven't felt this full in so long. i forgot how tight and heavy my belly could feel."

Tami smiled, "I know, don'tcha just love it?"

Beth waddled her way towards the front door, loving the echo the large house provided her with each step. In her excitiment at her new found freedom and as the result of the huge feast the two women had embarked on, she had forgotten all about unbuttoning her jeans, and letting her belly hang out over the waist band, or at least where the waist band would be had it not been engulfed in fat. So you can imagine the shock that Sam the Thai delivery boy felt when the front door opened and before him stood a near 600lb black women with a belly which huge out before her like an avalanche of dark fat. He simple stared into Beth's insanely vast belly, the rolls of flab which hung from her side, and her deep dark bellybutton.  Beth had soon realized in her excitement she had forgotten to button herself up, though in reality that would had been impossible with how full she was. Sam had continued to stare openly, his mouth hanging open at the titanic women before him.

Beth looked on for the brief moment of shock and awe that had stunted the process of paying for her food at the slim cute boy who was gawking at her. He seemed almost feminine looking, as a great deal of Asian males with long hair do, of course his size didn't help much. Standing at a very short 5'1 and weighing no more than 90lbs, Beth would have been shocked if this kid could take pushing his bike up a steep hill at all.

"So are you gonna give me my food or what, boy?"

Sam finally found his moment back and looked up to deepest and lovely eyes he had ever seen. Beth was trying to hold back a smile but doing a poor job of it, the thoughts in her head were traveling at the speed of light.

"Uhh, yes, so sorry," Sam said, looking down as he held out the bag of take out toward Beth. Thank god she and Tami had paid for the food over the phone with a credit card, there was no way this kid could handle counting money in his present state.

Beth reached forward with her arm, watching Sam stare up at her beautiful fat 'wings' on her upper arms, and grabbed not the bag of food, but the boy by the wrist. God, his wrist is so thin i can wrap my fingers around it twice, Beth thought.

"I'm not feeling up to carrying anything right now, why don't you come bring the food inside for me," she said, give the boy a slight tug of the arm which sent his meek frame colliding into her belly, his face and chest making a slapping sound as he bounced off her blubber.

"Hehe, oops. Didn't mean to pull that hard," Beth said, her eyes gleaming in a way which made her apology a sly joke. "Come on in..." she said, turning, and pulling the now very embarrassed and stunned delivery boy beyond the doorway, closing it behind him.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sqaush the Skinny
September 04, 2008, 03:23:55 PM
Great tease, looking forward to the next part.
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lovely start. Now I only hope we get graced with a nice bit of action in the next addition. This is one to watch for.
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After only a minute, Beth leaned forward and brought herself to her feet, leaving behind a very red, loudly gasping little girl behind her. Beth spun on a her heel, much faster then most women her size would be capible of, and even grabbed her own bely as it jiggled from the movement as she looked down at her thoroughly crushed friend.

"Yea...it was something like that. Only I didn't get up after a short minute like I did this time. He had all of my weight flattening him out for two hours."

"Oh...my...god!" Mickey said, slowly making her what up into a seated position. "I can't believe how..." she trailed off, as Beth finished her thought for her...

"How huge, heavy, and fat I've grown?" Beth then giggled to let her friend know there was no harm done.

"Well...yea. i mean...that was so intense. I thought my insides were going to squish!" Mickey found herself giggling despite herself.

"I'm sure he's felt the same many times," Beth said, glancing over to Johnny who was still in a daze from the long crushing and trampling he'd gone through during the night.

"I mean, just feeling you drop on me, it felt like my head was going to explode, I can't imagine how it feels to have you..." Micky once again trailer off in her sentence. Her eyes drifted towards the floor of the store, and when they rose to meet Beth's, she could see Beth's mind working with the idea. Beth once again started to move toward her friend, Mickey; who while still stunned from her surprise squashing knew she would never be able to take Beth standing full weight on her. Mickey made a move to run towards the door, pleading, "No, please beth, you're too hea...," tripping on one of the shoes which Beth had tried on, and falling face first towards the floor. She never had a chance after that, Beth was standing over her, lifting her left leg and quickly dropping her bare foot on the small of Mickey's back, stopping the girl cold as she applied more and more of her powerful weight. Mickey groaned loudly, sounding like a car had run over her, which would have been nothing considering what she was in for.

Beth leaned fully on her one leg, and then brought her right on the small of Mickey's shoulder blades. Now the frail girl was completely trampled by the massive weight of Beth. Her gasps and groans sounding like music to Beth's ears. Beth found herself bouncing slightly as she stood on the girl, each bounce crushing out a different moan from her new victim. And the night was soooo young...
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There were shoes, heels, even one pair of black leather boots, were strung all over the fall of shoe store, Beth going through each one over the last two hours as she trampled, stomped, and hopped all over Johnny's now black and blue body. Beth's good friend Mickey had been watching in absolute delight as her much much fatter friend's body moved, totally owning over the tiny young man who was now rolling around on the floor slowly, his thin arms wrapped around his ribs as he moaned.

Beth was sitting in one of the chairs off to the left, well as best as she could, her backside being so vast and wide, she could hardly fit her thunderous hips between the arm rests. She had just taken off a pair of red high heels which she found she liked the best, and would buy. The shade matched perfectly to Johnny's forehead when she looked down past her huge belly to see him pleading for air underneath her.

"So what do you think?" Beth asked her skinny friend, Mickey.

"i think it's incredible. I can't believe he's still alive, even!"

Beth smiled, and answered back, "I was talking about the shoes, but yes, he," gesturing over to Johnny who was now flat on his back breathing very shallowly, "is quite something. I can't explain how wonderful it feels to feel his body struggle to survive under my feet. Each of his ribs bending, and sometimes breaking, under my sexy weight. You should have seen us a few hours ago. We went to go see that new Russell Crowe movie, and he was my cushion the whole time."

"Really? You actually sat on him for two hours? Amazing. How...how did you sit on him?"

Beth could see the light in her friends blue eyes. She was throughly fascinated with Beth and her (hardly) breathing cushion.

"I'll show you," Beth said, getting up and walking over to her friend. Mickey watched this huge woman waddle up to her, each roll and inch of fat dying to squeeze through her tight outfit. Soon the back of Mickeys shins were brushing against the long velvet bench which was placed against the wall. Beth stepped forward a few more feet, the lower hang of her belly now pressing into Mickey's flat stomach. Beth looked down at her friend who was now visibly shaking with anticipation of what was coming next.

"Lay out on you back," Beth said.

Mickey nodded, her eyes wide, and never leaving Beth's as she sat back on the velvet bench, then swinging over so she was laying flat out on her back on it. Beth looked immense standing over her much smaller body.

"Ready?" Beth asked with a grin.

"Yes....no! Wait, first, can you tell me how much you weigh? Just...just so I know?" Mickey said timidly.

"Sure, it's only fair," Beth said, turning around so that now her huge jean clad ass so it was now hanging over just couple of feet from Mickey's shaking and slim body. "I'm over five hundred and forty pounds," Beth answered, kicking her bare feet out, and coming crashing down on Mickey's totally unprepared body. Hearing just how much her fat friend weighed, Mickey hopelessly put out her arms trying to stop Beth's immediate descent, but they simply crumpled and folded against her body as Beth's incredibly heavy body plopped down onto her. Mickey's blond hair hung over the side of the bench, her thin legs kicking out from under the other side of Beth. The rest of her body was totally engulfed in the intense pressure of fat which was now totally dominating her.
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As the credits rolled, Beth continued to sit happily on her cushion, Johnny. Johnny on the other had, was now beat red from his head to this toes. His ribs felt like they were on fire, and his feet were constantly shuffling as his body tried to deal with the flattening out Beth was giving him.

Beth stood up from her "seat" as the lights went up on the house, and walked to the end of the row. Looking back to a still unmoving, but heavily breathing Johnny, she said, "Come on, cushion. Time to go home. Don't make me wait for you."

Johnny took her words for what they were, a threat of non-stop crushing, and used the little energy he had in his tiny body to force himself to a seated position, and then standing. He walked over to Beth, his legs dead asleep from the long squashing, thus making his movements shaky and unnatural. Once getting close enough, Beth reached out and tussled his hair even more, sliding her hand down his cheek while she smiled.

"Aww, poor cushion. You look like you were just run over by a car. All you had was over five hundred pounds of me crushing the life outta you," she said with a giggle, making her way down the stairs and towards the exit; a very shaky walking tiny man following her.

After being tossed into the car by Beth, laying out on his back like so many other times he had in Beth's car, being crushed by her weight when she plopped down onto him and drove off, Johnny began to fade away into darkness from the exhaustion his body had been going though trying to support itself under Beth. When he awoke, he found himself squinting in a bright light above. A few moments later, when his eyes adjusted, he was able to make out a more detailed mental picture of just where he was. He was laying on his back in what seemed to be a shoe store, alone. He tired to sit up, but felt his stomach muscles just wouldn't support the option, so he continued to lay still on the thin carpet. Then he heard the voices.

"Oh I just love the idea, babe. Nothing better for trying out some new shoes then a nice unwelcome mat." An unknown voice said.

"You have no idea, girl. These heels fit well, but you ain't getting my money till I see what they do to his poor little body," the familiar voice of Beth said.

Then, a second later, Beth rounded the corner, looking much bigger than she had the last time Johnny found himself laying on the floor watching her tremendously fat body waddled towards him. Then he noticed her feet, which were spilling out of a pair of three inch high heels.

"Oh lookie, he woke up," the strange voice said, Johnny finally being able to see it's deliverer. it was a small white blond wearing a pair of dress slacks and a white t-shirt which clung to her tight stomach and breasts. She was drawfed by Beth's massive body, making the vision from below all that much more surreal for Johnny.

"And just in time," Beth said. "I called up my friend Mickey while you were passed out in the car, little guy. I felt like I needed some new shoes, and she, being the manager of this place, allowed me to stop by for a little 'after hours' shopping. So tell me, what do you think of these...?" Beth said, picking up her right leg, Johnny watching helplessly as Beth's huge belly rubbed against her thigh with motion, the wide heeled foot raising up and then lowering down onto his torso. Johnny grunted and groaned in pain as Beth applied more and more weight, Beth's friend, Mickey, standing by and giggling with delight as she witnessed for the first time how easy it was for her huge friend to demolish another with her fat.

"I told you, those heels were great." Mickey said.

"Yes yes, but we haven't even gotten to the hopping yet," Beth said with a sinister smile, Mickey's mouth dropping with shock as she looked down at poor Johnny and pictured his body being crushed to paste under Beth...
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Loving it so far. Looking forward to the next installment.
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After being buried under Beth's huge body for close to forty five minutes, Johnny felt the all too familiar sensation of darkness filling his head. Her amazing weight had completely obliterated his sense of self, Johnny began feeling like nothing more then an inanimate piece of furniture-which of course was just how Beth thought of him. Every now and again, Beth would shift her bulk to the right or left, occasionally looking down her beautiful body of fat at his strained face in the dark. At the moment, beth was just finishing her second box of chocolate, slightly bouncing on Johnny's throughly flattened ribcage, her left arm extended, so that her hand was just covering his mouth. Goosebumps were brought up on Beth's arms and neck as she delighted in the slow and uneven breath she was able to squash out of Johnny's lungs and across her hand.

After an hour, Johnny got a much needed full breath of air as Beth leaned forward and lifted her body up and off him. He laid still, his chest struggling to deal with the new found air rushing in and out of if, as beth side-stepped her way a few feet to the left. The light which was cast on the back row and on Beth's massive body-her huge butt barely contained under it's pants, her slightly swaying belly, and her beautiful fat arms and rolls-was now eclipsed as Beth took a position, standing just over Johnny's face and chest. The blood being able to course though his body once again, Johnny found he had a strong erection, a sensation he felt he just had to enjoy, but before he could take the few moments to, Beth began her descent down onto his tiny and trapped head. And then there was nothing but darkness. Darkness and the helpless feeling which always came crashing down upon him when he was smothered with Beth's huge ass. Johnny's face was totally engulfed in fat, the jeans rubbing hard against his face, his nose battered and smooched, his lips, still parted, trying to intake any air he could, finding nothing but a mouthful of Beth's ass.

beth bounced in place a bit, loving the feeling of what she figured was Johnny's nose flattering against the center of her ass, fantasizing about how powerful she was. How easy it was to totally dominate and conquer Johnny with the simple act of lowering her massive weight upon his meek frame. After a few moments, paying no real attention, more as just a secondary action as she watched the film, Beth leaned her weight to the right, settling her right thigh on Johnny's pulverized chest, and gave him a few mouthfuls of air. Then, as quickly as it's given, it's taken away and Beth drops her left leg and side down, once again totally enveloping Johnny in fat and helplessness.

Beth did this for the remainder of the movie, pausing only now and again to continue eating her snack food and saying, "Mmmm...good little cushion."
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Standing on line at the theater made Beth think back to her first squashing experience so long ago it seemed, when she met her two lovely fat friends, Tami and Susan. How they talked her into sitting on young, Greg, at the time, how wonder the power felt shooting though her body as she felt his body compress and struggle under her. All delightful things.

Johnny stood beside his huge Goddess as she purchased the tickets, not even bothering to ask just what it was they were going to see. Making their way inside, Johnny felt the anticipation of what was to come. Being flattened and squashed under Beth for a full two hours as she stuffed herself with treasures gotten from the snack bar. Beth wanted to make sure they got good seats, far in the back of the theater and away from any pesky people who might notice a near 550lb woman crushing her small companion. And they were in luck, it seemed, the movie Beth had picked out had been running for quite some time, and even at five minutes to showtime, besides one older man sitting quite far up, they were the only two people in the theater. Beth cooed with delight, as she made her way up the few stairs to the back row.

"OK, we have our seats, now go get me some goodies, cushion," she said to Johnny. Johnny nodded, not able to keep the smile off his face, "I'll flatten that smile away in a moment, little guy" Beth thought to herself as Johnny made his way back out of the theater and to the concession stand.

When Johnny returned, his arms overflowing with an assortment of candy, nachos, popcorn, and soda, Beth was patiently sitting in the back row corner, gently patting her belly. She smiled at Johnny as he made his way up the stairs, the lights just starting to dim as the coming attractions began playing. Beth stood up, raising her titanic bulk up with grace, and Johnny noticed that beth had pulled up the armrests for the three surrounding seats on either side of her. Handing Beth the popcorn and a box of chocolate, he set the rest down carefully on the floor at Beth's feet.

"Lay out, cushion. " Was all Beth said in a seductive whisper. Johnny of course did as he was told, his small frame now perfectly laid out on the three seats. Beth looked down at his tiny and now helpless body, side-stepped slightly to the right, so that now her massive ass was hovering just over his chest and stomach. Beth pictured those little ribs of his, and just how much fun it was going to be to feel them compress and struggle to survive under her weight, turned to her cushion and said: "Enjoy the show." and then said down.

Not wanting to alarm the still only other theater goer, beth sat her 520lbs slowly on Johnny, had she dropped from her standing position she was sure the crack of one of his ribs or his loud gasp would have been heard. Johnny of course instantly turned very red in the face, his entire body trembling with dealing onslaught of squashing Beth's huge overflowing fat gave him.

"MMM...good cushion," Beth said, grinding the poor little man under her with her butt, till she was satisfied with her seat. Then, Beth trained her focus on the screen, and dug into her snack food...
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My pleasure.
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Beth was wiping her mouth, one hand gently patting her full belly lovingly. She jousled in her seat a bit, and felt Johnny's face still trapped between her fat butt. Beth was shocked, she had gotten so wrapped up in her large lunch, she had forgotten all about her cushion, still tied and smothered in between her cheeks. She had been leaning forward now and again earlier in the meal, giving him just enough air to tease his lungs, but hadn't in the last twenty minutes! Beth stood up, Johnny's head and body following along, and she moved aside the chair, and undid the belt which was wrapped so tightly around her thighs and the back of Johnny's head. Amazingly, Johnny had been buried so deeply in Beth's massive ass, even with the belt undone, his face still remained trapped in-between her cheeks. Beth was giggling as she reached behind herself, and had to pull him out by his hair. Johnny fell to the floor, and Beth found herself worried that she had finally finished off her favorite cushion. Stepping over him, and squatting her huge body down, she looked into Johnny's face, and checked his pulse, happy to find it was still going strong.

"Aww, just passed out from a little smothering. And you had me a tiny bit worried, slave. I thought I'd have to find a new crush toy to punish. You're fine." Beth said dismissively, Standing back up, and stepping over the tiny young man's prone body. Making her way into her bedroom, Beth laid out a nice outfit for the evening, and then got to work squeezing into it. Skin tight jeans which by miracle held their stitching over her incredibly thick thighs and ass-Beth didn't even bother to button them over her hanging belly, simply letting it hang over her belt. A simple black bra and black tank-top which did nothing to cover her fat covered arms, and astounding breasts. Also, Beth found herself quite pleased that her beautiful dark belly still hung a few inches out from under her tank top. Slipping on a pair of flip flops, she made her way back into the living room, where she saw that Johnny was just coming to.

"Good, you're awake. I thought I'd have to hop up on that cute little head of yours to wake your skinny ass up. Hurry up and go put on some clothes, Johnny. I want to go see a movie. And of course, you're coming along to play theater cushion."
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Johnny's legs and arms tried to find their placement in the current situation, but it was useless. Johnny's face buried deeply within the huge butt of Beth as she made her way around the kitchen, the belt she had used to secure Johnny in his placement digging just slightly uncomfortably into her thighs and ass, yet she had to keep it tight, god forbid Johnny were to slip out of his encasement and suffering.

Beth felt Johnny place his small hands on her hips and push into her, trying to pull his head out from it's entrapment, which tickled her. She began to giggle with delight at his struggles.

"What's wrong, Johnny-boy? Having trouble breathing? You might as well stop struggling, you're not gonna get free. You should know by now you don't stand a chance against a Goddess," Beth said, clutching her massive butt tightly, the effect on Johnny feeling like that of a car running over his face. Instantly his struggles ceased, and his arms fell back to their hanging point near Beth's calf. Beth finished preparing her lunch-four microwaveable frozen pizzas. Spreading out her delicious looking lunch on her kitchen table, she pulled back a chair, and made the minor adjustments so that Johnny's head still smothered in her ass was perfectly set for her to sit down on the chair. Johnny's face-now turning several shades of red and blue, was totally crushed by Beth's over 500lbs of fat, his pale thin body spreading out from under her, and between her legs in front of the table. Beth lifted her thighs up, and settled them over Johnny's thin chest, totally covering them from view-each of Beth's huge black thighs were wider than Johnny's chest alone-with her beautifully manicured feet resting on his crotch, and erection.

"Mmm, I can tell you're enjoying your little torment, aren't you, tiny boy?" Beth said with a few bounces on Johnny's head, the air supply was rapidly running out from between her cheeks. His body was twisting and jerking while he struggled to breath, which only aroused Beth more. She decided he'd have to wait for air till she finished the first pizza, reaching over her massively hanging belly and starting to feast on her lunch.
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Johnny awoke in darkness-not a new happening for him at all, since coming across the path of Beth so long ago-and was totally unaware of what was happening. He could feel the heat and pressure closing in around his head like a vice, and a strange sensation from behind his head as well. He realized he was sitting on his knees, and had free movement of the rest of his body. Picking up his exhausted arms, he began to feel around himself. And of course directing in front of him was the unmistakable feeling of Beth's hugely fat thighs.

"MMMMhmm, I was wondering when you were going to wake up, little man. Don't worry I almost have you all nice and secured in my ass. Just sit still, now."

It all came crashingly obvious now. Beth had shoved Johnny's tiny face and head between her mountainous buttocks, his small face being engulfed past his ears in her fat, and she was now trying to tie him inside her, trapping his face in her ass for as long as she wanted. Johnny, totally devastated by his more recent squashing at the hands of Beth, had neither the will nor inclination to fight back. He just kept to his knees, feeling the wide belt which Beth had wrapped around her hips and his head squeeze her fat bottom more and more around his face. From the outsiders view, once Beth was finished tightening the belt to it's final inch, her massive butt had fully wrapped around young Johnny's tiny head, so that the force of her belt made her ass cheeks once again touch. It looked like Beth 's backside had completely devoured the boy's head whole. Beth waddled over to her full length mirror, Johnny behind breathlessly dragged behind her, his small arms and legs just dragging across the floor behind the loud footfalls of Beth. Each step smashing his face more into her ass, her cheeks rubbing up and down, demolishing his once handsome face with the pressure.

Once she checked out her handy-work in the mirror, feeling the thrill of sexual satisfaction and power wash over her, Beth then strode towards the kitchen to prepare lunch, dragging poor Johnny behind...
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Man, I hope you stick with this one. I must say i am loving this intro. reminds me of yor older stuff, cannot wait to see what is happening in that tent.
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Her plates empty, and her belly feeling stuffed, Beth finally sat up and off the throughly crushed Johnny. She turned around and glanced at him as he laid flat on on the two chairs. Wearing only his tiny briefs, Beth was able to pinpoint each bruise on his body. His rib-section looked bluish, obviously still too weak to handle the last day of crushing he had endured. Johnny's head hung over to the side of the chair which his upper body was under. He was rolled and smooched to the side a bit when beth leaned her huge ass to her left, flattening out Johnny's groin while shoving him a bit to the side. Besides his head, his arms also hung off the chairs, having lost the strength to support themselves right around when Beth stopped for her first break of feasting on breakfast. Johnny's lips were parted, his chest moving with each shallow breath he drew into his lungs.

"Awww, poor little guy. Don't tell me I'm getting too heavy for you?" Beth asked sarcastically. "You look like you could use a little food. And what a nice Queen I am, i saved you some." Beth reached on the table, and pulled a single plate with one pancake on it. She had made just one silver dollar pancake for Johnny, saving the rest of the batter to make the full stack for herself. Johnny watched as Beth poured a little syrup on the small pncake, and then set the plate down on the floor at her feet.

"Now come eat your breakfast," she said.

Johnny reached down for the strength he needed to roll off the two chairs, though not finding enough to sustain himself, thus he fell to the floor, on his knees and hands. Which were just what he used to crawl to beth's feet, where his plate lay. Once he got there, he began to reach out with his hand for the small plate, which got Beth to comment: "Oh no, you're gonna need your hands for support, tiny. Just lick it up."

Johnny began to do just that, when beth moved to his side, lifted one of her huge dark legs up and set it over his small framed back. Johnny felt the shadow of beth's massive size cast over him, and he was just touching his lips to the silver dollar pancake when Beth bent at the knees and set her huge body on top of him. The small of his back felt the largest strain, as it was centered under Beth's earth shattering ass, and her belly, huge and flowing as it was dark, over took the rest of Johnny's small body. He could feel the tip of her massive belly resting just on the back of his neck. His small arms and knees began to quiver and shake, the weight of Beth was all too much for him to handle, and he knew that soon he his limbs would give out and he'd be sent crashing to the floor with an almost quarter ton of fat woman on top of him. Beth was delighted to hear and feel Johnny's struggles, knowing all too well it was only a matter of seconds before the pathetic boy's arms and legs gave out, and she dropped on him fully. She felt herself growing more and more sexually aroused, waiting for the rush of crashing down on him and decimating his helpless body with her power and size.

Johnny held on just long enough to his "horse" like positioning to finish the meager meal Beth had made for him, and then came what both of them knew was enviable. Johnny's arms gave out first, shooting straight out in front of him, followed by his legs which did the same straighting out. In the brief half second before Beth came down on Johnny's back he could feel a moment of relief wash over him. And that of course was flattened out of him along with his air and Beth's over 450lbs smashed onto him. The room shook, and Beth's ass and belly slapped forcefully down on Johnny's body, her legs now stretched out in front of her. Johnny cried out in pain, which added just the touch Beth needed to send her over the edge and into another blissful orgasm brought on by squashing.  In the moments after the huge drop, beth's body continued to vibrate and jiggle. Johnny's on the other hand was almost lifeless, him having passed out from the pain and shock of what his body was just put through. beth rode out the aftershocks of her orgasm on his back, feeling and hearing popping sounds coming from the cushion under her.

Once she was able to gather herself, she rolled off the poor boy under her, once again enjoying the sounds his bones and ribs made-much like the creaking of a bed-and stood up. She loved herself, and the power her fat gave her. Such a thrill it was to flatten and demolish without any thought at all. Leaving the crushed and battered Johnny on the floor, Beth made her way to the bathroom for a shower, thinking about what she would make for lunch...
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: 2-9-08 a start
March 27, 2008, 04:20:18 PM
Glad to see you added more to the story. Loving the way it's going thus far. keep swinging away.
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The next morning was bliss for Beth. She woke up late, having called in and taken the day off from work, patted her hungry belly lovingly, and made her way into the bathroom to wash up and prepare for some breakfast cooking.

Johnny on the other hand was still trapped between the mattress and box-spring of Beth's queen sized bed. When he came back home last night after doing as his Goddess had asked, Beth was already laying in bed. Johnny took his place next to her, his much smaller body feeling utterly meaningless by her mountainous size and beauty. He put his hands to work gently rubbing her huge thighs, enjoying the soft movement of her fat, till his was soon kissing and drawing his tongue against her huge belly. Beth purred with delight, and reached down to his cute face, bringing it up to her own. She kissed him deeply, Johnny feeling as if the huge woman might just swallow him whole-as he usually did when she kissed him-and asked if he had done as he was told. "of course, my Queen." Johnny responded.

"Very good. Now I'm tired, it's time for sleep." beth said, shifting her bulk up and off the bed, the springs in the mattress groaning as she did. Johnny knew what his place was and crawled off to the side of he bed, his thin arm pushing the mattress up enough for him to climb under. Beth gave him a helping hand, holding it up while he laid out on his back. "Goodnight, cushion," she said. Then dropping the mattress right on his now buried form, Beth hopped on the bed, her massive belly slamming hard against the mattress and throughly crushing Johnny underneath. Listening to the sweet sounds of his muffled gasps, Beth soon drifted off to sleep.

In the kitchen now, Beth was perparing a massive start to her day, eggs, bacon, ham, pancakes, anythign she could find she was cooking up. Johnny soon crawled his way back into freedom from between the bed, and into
the kitchen. There he saw Beth wearing nothing but a pair of black panties which formed to her fat amazingly, and a large bra struggling to contain her massive breasts.

"Ah, still alive, huh? That's very good. i was just about to come get you. Breakfast is almost done and you know I don't like sitting on these hardwood chairs without an appropriate cushion." Beth said.

Johnny nodded and climbed onto two of the kitchen chairs, laying out much like beth's skinny female victim was the night before. The images of Beth's elephantine ass slamming down on the little girl kept going through his mind, right through as Beth finished setting the table with her many plates of food, right up until the mental pictures became a reality and the light from the room was blocked out by Beth swinging her massive body into place, her ass now almost as wide as the whole of Johnny's body. Beth's body overtook Johnny's body like a tidal wave. Every nook of his face was filled with Beth's fat butt swallowing him whole, his still sore ribs contorting to the incredibly pressure of having a 530lb woman sitting on them. Beth wiggled in her seat, just so that Johnny's little cute face was partly freed, him being able to breath only from his nose as hs mouth was now squashed under her. Johnny's eyes were squinting from the intense pain, finding himself once again fighting against Beth's weight to get an erection as he stared up at the huge rolls of fat which were out and looming over him. Beth could feel his excitement of course, and delighted in how her ass almost completely crushed it out.

"Enjoying this, aren't you, cushion? Maybe just a bit too much!' Beth bounced on the small young man, with the purpose of crushing his penis even further. Her eyes fluttered from the pleasure of feeling his air being forced from his body, and running up her thigh and side. The she got to her breakfast and feasted away while Johnny began to whimper from his squashing...
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Through the darkness, as he was coming back to the living world, Johnny could hear the now poetic sounds of someone being squashed. The sound of a hugely fat woman's naked flesh colliding with another form, the gasps and pleads for mercy-which wasn't given-and then the sweetly forceful giggling that would escape the lips of Beth.  Johnny was hit with the light in the room, and then the two drastically different body types coming more and more into focus. Beth had been busy while he was blacked out. The skinny girl with the very smudged makeup, flattened breasts, and battered body was now laid across two chairs in the dining room. He could see Beth was back to stuffing her face with love, savoring each bite of her countless burger for the night, her wide body sitting side straddle on the little girl, who had nothing to take any blow from Beth's weight while being propped up on the hard wooden chairs. He legs and arms dangled lifelessly in the air, every now and again she would try to push Beth's body off her with her tiny arms, to which Beth would just laugh at and bounce with more force on her tiny torso. Settling in each bounce with a long bit of grinding in her seat, no doubt turning the helpless cushion under her into mush.

Johnny continued to lay on the floor, not wanting to make his freshly awaken self known to Beth, he was simply enjoying watching this display of power, fat vs. skinny. Unfortunately he must have woken up too lately to get the full time to bear witness, and soon beth had shoved the last morsel of burger into her mouth, chewing, swallowing, and then licking her lips like the huge Goddess she was. Beth then leaned onto the table in front of her, giving the tiny girl the smallest bit of relief from the super pressure she was under, cutting off that relief by shifting over to her side a bit, Beth's massive ass was now dead center over the tiny girl's crushed face. Then Beth simply let herself fall backward with full force, her five hundred and thirty pounds once again smashing and swallowing the girl's head whole in her fat bottom. Johnny counted the seconds, watching the girl's arms and legs begin to  once again, obviously desperate for oxygen. After Johnny counted to the two minute mark, a good time after the girl's body stopped moving at all, Beth stood up, her belly hitting the edge of the table and knocking her huge thighs into the chair, sending it flying backwards, along with the girl. Beth waddled her immense body over to the girl and bent down, placing two fingers to her neck. "Just right," beth was overheard saying by Johnny. And then Beth looked over to where he was laying and saw he had been awake.

"Been enjoying watching me destroy this little bitch?" Beth asked.

"Yes...it was amazing," Johnny answered.

Beth walked over to where Johnny was laid out, standing over his prone form and smiling down at him, one of her feet on either side of his sides, giving him the astounding view of every fold and inch of fat. "I'm very glad you thought so. But I'm done with her for now. Crushed to mush in under a night, I must be getting good..." Beth then cut herself off, placing one of her feet right on Johnny's chest, bending at the knee and leaning more and more of her weight on his boyish face, "...or I'm just getting heavier. What do you think, little man?"

"Uhhhggg....b...both!" Johnny was able to finally squeak out from under Beth's crushing force and foot.

Beth had a flash of how powerful the orgasm would be if she just stepped up with her one foot, putting all of her weight on Johnny's head and popping it like a balloon under her. But she cared too much for the little cushion...I mean where else was she going to get such a strong one who kept coming back for more? So she stepped off, and reached down, pulling Johnny up to his knees.

"I want you to go get rid of her now. Take her to the car and then drive her someplace, doesn't matter where. Then make sure you stop by a store and pick me up some midnight snacks. You are going to have a busy night, first getting rid of her," gesturing over her shoulder at the flattened girl on the floor, "then you have to deal with  trying to survive the night with all of this...' kicking out her legs and coming crashing down on Johnny's chest, her hanging fat belly slapping right down on his face, "rolling around and sleeping on you for a good ten hours or so. Now get up and get to work."
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Swaying back and forth on her two helpless crush-toys, beth was having quite the night. And she hit another height of pride in her size and power. Her beautifully fat body had now grown to large she could easily squash two with the same effort as one. "Movin' on up..." she began to sing to herself, giggling between the lines as she bopped up and down, totally ironing out the two little people under her.

Beth soon decided to give the two throughly crushed people a little break, rolling off to the side and off the two, at one point this put almost all of Beth's colossal weight on the face and neck of the skinny girl with the attitude from the mall. There was a small crushing sound, and after she rolled completely off she could see the girl was bleeding a bit from one of her nostrils.

Making her way to her feet, looking down at Johnny-who was clutching his ribs in agony and trying to refill his lungs with breath-and the girl-who was now trying to keep the strength in her arm to hold her hand to her broken nose.

"Tisk tisk, looks like I messed up your pretty little face with my fat ass. That's what you were calling me, right? A fat ass? Well you were spot on I'll tell you that much, cause this fat ass is bigger and heavier than anything you've ever felt, and I promise you by the end of this night, you'll know it all too well." Beth said.

Beth leaned down and took the girl by her arm, and began pulling her as if nothing but a ragdoll a few feet away from where Johnny was laying flat, now watching intently every motion of Beth's. The girl couldn't amass any fight at all, having been so throughly pushed past her physical limits in such a short time. And Johnny of course knew better than to move from his spot.

Beth than began to walk a looping 8 around the two. Occasionally patting her huge belly with a look of playful evil.

"You know what I haven't played in forever?" Beth asked the two bony young people on the floor, "...hopscotch!" Completing her turn so that she was now standing over Johnny's body, she gently nudged her foot over his face, bringing her toes just across his face. Johnny of course reached up with his head and began to suck each of her toes on Beth's right foot. Beth moaned passionately and then moved her foot so that it was just over Johnny's tiny chest. Once again looking down past her massive girth, Beth was delighted in the sight of how big her foot was, how perfectly able to destroy the little man under her it was.  Then dropping it down on Johnny's chest and standing full weight onto his body with her other foot coming down just on his lower chest, ironing his thin stomach to an almost paper-like width. She looked towards the girl now who was appearing to black out again, judged her distance, and then made the leap. Beth came crashing down, her huge body being so unbelievably agile, and allowing her to make the distance with ease. Just as Beth's wave of fat came crashing down on the lower chest and crotch of the now crying skinny girl there was the sensational audio mix of Beth's belly slapping against her own thighs when she landed, the girls surprisingly loud groan and gasp as two of her ribs were fractures and all the air was forced from her body, ending with the sound of her little legs falling back to the rug after being propelled upwards from relax of Beth's thunderous landing.

Johnny who was laying only a few short feet away, and who was also certain another of his just healed ribs cracked from when Beth crotched down to make her leap off him to the girl, was watching in shock. His own flattening trauma being forgotten in an instance as Beth made the impossible leap to the girl. He watched as Beth trampled on the girl a bit, building to the point of just marching all over the girls now totally flattened body. He watched it what felt like slow motion as Beth's huge dark thighs lifted and came crashing down, how Beth's weight and foot totally mashed the girl's petite from, smooching her small breasts flat. Then Beth, satisfied with the incredibly sensual feeling of having trampled the bitchy little model into the rug, turned her attention back to Johnny. He couldn't fight his sexual excitement, his short white underwear filled with a raging erection as Beth smiled and then bent at the knees...a moment before propelling her tremendous fat body into the air, coming crashing down feet first on his stomach and crotch...Beth was aiming. And she aimed well.
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Once back in the living room, Johnny let go of the ankles of the passed out skinny girl and walked a few more paces to see Beth sitting at the kitchen table indulging in her second favorite activity. Eating and stuffing her glorious belly away. The first being crushing out tiny people under her massive body, something Johnny knew all too well.

"Oh, good boy. And just in time," beth pushed away from the table, one hand patting her quite stuffed belly as she did. Taking a look at the skinny girl laid out prone on her floor, Beth told Johnny, "Why don't you lay out right next to her."

Johnny's eye's grew wide, first with fear and then with the knowledge of what was to come. "Ok, Goddess."

Beth moved closer to the helpless girl laid out, as Johnny too his place next to her.

"Very good. Mmm...two tiny slaves just waiting to be flattened. I don't know where I should start," Beth said. "How about...here!" Beth said, dropping one of her wide feet dead center on Johnny's chest. The pain in his ribs matched only by the volume of his breathe being rushed out of his lungs. Beth continued to lean more and more of her weight into him, her foot sinking into his flesh. Johnny was in intense pain, but knew he had to serve his Queen. Then after a moment, Beth lunched forward, her other foot coming down on the upper chest of the bratty girl from the mall. The incredible pressure snapper the skinny girl out of her blacken haze, her eyes opening to see the huge body of Beth standing over her. She wanted to cry for help, but was too helpless and found her breath being caught deep in her throat as she tried to breath and survive under Beth's 530lbs of flesh.

"Oh yes, that's much better," Beth said, standing on her two slaves. Amazingly she could feel the struggling and fear that rose from them through her legs and course though her body. Beth then took turns lifting her feet off one of her squash-toys and leaning her weight onto another; loving the symphonic sounds of their gasps as she did. She looked down past the huge curve of her belly to see two very red face and pleasing little slaves, her thick and beautiful feet flattening their lower stomachs out to an almost paper like statue.

Beth enjoyed this for a time, then stepped of to either side of her slaves, leaving them finally able to breath totally, and staring straight up helplessly at her huge thighs and protruding belly and ass. Picking a random number between one and ten, beth then settled and dropped her huge body down upon them, tossing her legs out and coming crashing down in an earth-shattering force directly on their chests. Past her girth she saw four legs jump in the air from reflex and then settle down to the floor, squirming and pain filled...
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An hour later, Beth had finally gotten up off the "squash bench" where the skinny blond still laided. Johnny looked over and saw a sight he knew personally all to well. The skinny girl had passed out from the trauma of being flattened by such an immense woman.  Beth was standing at her closet, where she began to pull off her tight blouse, Johnny turning his attention to her beautifully fat body in motion as she did. Each curve and ripple jiggling and swaying as she then pulled down her mini-skirt. Beth struggled a bit trying to get the thight skirt down past her huge butt, and turned to look over her shoulder at Johnny.

"Don't just stand there drooling, tiny, get over here and help me out!" Beth said. Johnny rushed over and slipped his fingers in-between the mini-skirt and Beth's amazingly ample thighs. He began tugging down, Beth standing there trying to be patient as Johny's weak arms were failing to get the skirt down.

"No, get on your knees and pull down, that will give you the leverage." Beth suggested.

Johnny dropped to his knees, putting his face directly in front of Beth's butt which looked like it would just swallow him whole at any second. A few tugs later and down came the skirt, the force of the last tug sending Johnny's face dead center into Beth's massive cheeks.

"Mmm, good boy. While you're down there, show me how much you missed that huge ass, little man." An suggestion that Johnny immediately followed. Johnny began kissing Beth's dark skinned bottom, trying to make his way from either side of her wide butt.  When he crossed over her dark crack between the cheeks a second time, Beth reached behind herself and grabbed a hold of Johnny's hair.

"Right there, lick." A command. Johnny drew his tongue up and down Beth's cheeks, letting Beth set the motion of his placement while she held him by the hair. Johnny began to feel the pressure coming from Beth's grip, she was moaning in pleasure as she forced his tiny cute face deeper into her huge ass. Soon Johnny was breathless, buried into the fat of Beth's butt up past his ears, his tongue still going as Beth kept forcing him deeper and deeper.

A ground shattering orgasm later, one that nearly crushed Johnny's poor head as Beth clenched her ass turning it into a vice which put a tremendous squeeze on Johnny's head; and Beth pulled a very red faced and breathless Johnny from his smothering. Beth truned around and retook a hold on Johnny's head, this time with a hand under his chin, pulling him up to his feet.

"That was just delightful, cushion. Though now you know what I need, don't you? You know better than anyone how much I need to do a good flattening out of someone after I orgasm. So hurry up and catch your breath, and then untie that skinny little thing from the bench and lay her out on the floor in the living room. I am going to go feat a little more on the rest of the Burger King."

Beth walked away, Johnny watching her sexy mountain of a body making it's way inside and then got to work untying the still blacked out girl. As he did, he took more account of just how small the girl was. If it wasn't for how she was dressed, or the age on her face, Johnny would have been shocked to learn she was any older then 12 years old. She was only about 5 feet tall and hardly 90lbs. Which still was a struggle to move down off the chair and attempt to life so he could carry her into the living room. Johnny himself was only a few inches taller and a few pounds heavier then the skinny girl. Just as he decided he would have to drag her in by the ankles, it hit Johnny. Both him and this new "victim" weren't even amount to a half of how big Beth was. He shook the thought off the best he could, but as he got to work making his way into the other room he could only hear Beth's words echoing in his head, "lay her out on the floor...need to flatten someone out..."

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Johnny had taken a position leaning against the wall of the bedroom, watching wide-eyed as Beth sat on the skinny girl's face. You could make out the petite girl's struggles from the shaking of her torso and legs, though their movements were quite restricted by the thick silk bindings Beth had used to tie her to the chair. Beth was in heaven, which was also quite easy to tell, from looking at her face which was one of painted sexual satisfaction. Johnny never had seen a squashing from the third person view, and was mesmerized at the effect. Could he really be on the receiving end of that? Beth looked fatter and larger than ever by contrast to the helpless skinny girl she was smothering. Johnny knew all too well what the weight of Beth felt like, and was sure that this tiny girl wouldn't be able to take much more if Beth had decided to really go off on her.

Beth had just lifted her ass up off the girls face, which was now terribly red and gasping for air; Beth dropping back down on her encasing the girl in fat once again. "So what do you think, little guy? How do you like playing spectator in the crushing game for once?" Beth asked with a grin.

"It's...I can't believe it. Maybe you better let her up....she's getting smashed under you." Johnny said with a tremble in his voice.

Beth laughed at his meek response and leaned back on the girls face, which was now deeply buried in Beth's huge cheeks, and used the leverage to lift one of her awesome thighs up and onto the skinny girl's body. Then the other. Beth was now sitting fully on the poor girl, who was now being flattened with every pound of Beth's 450lbs. Besides the tiny feet coming out from between Beth's ankles, you couldn't see the young thin girl under her at all anymore. Totally engulfed in the powerful flesh of Beth as she was. Beth continued to lean back, using her arms behind her to support the position. Johnny began to move forward towards Beth, entranced by the rolls of fat that were still jiggling from the last movement Beth made.

"I know you don't really want me to let this annoying skinny brat free just yet. Cause if I did that...well I'd have to find someone else to destroy with my body. That means you. Now go get over here and massage my belly as I smother this bitch out."

And Johnny of course did as his Queen ordered.
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After hitting the drive thru at Burger King, Beth spending over fifty dollars and filling the front seat with bags of burgers, fries, and various dessert goodies, the two continued home. Beth instructed Johnny to feed her while she was busy driving, which he did, bringing burgers and fries to her lips as he focused his other hand to continue rubbing her belly which was now overflowing her mini-skirt and almost lapping against the steering wheel. By the time Beth was parking the car in front of her apartment building, she was feeling incredibly turned on as well as Queen-like. Johnny of course was intensely excited as well, just by feeling the passion of feeding this huge Queen, nothing more then a servant and cushion to her as he was. Beth had also eaten her way through more then half of the haul she bought at Burger King, and after pulling herself up and out of the car, instructed Johnny to carry the rest of the bags to the apartment for her.

"That was a nice little snack, cushion. I'm almost feeling a little full. I'm just so excited to should you your surprise when we get upstairs..."

Once the two of them made their way into the apartment, Johnny walked over and set down the bags of food on the kitchen table. Beth walked behind him, and was standing at the doorway to the living room, almost completely encompassing the space with her girth, and seemed to be just waiting for something. Johnny was looking at her, and then heard a faint muffled sound coming from deeper in the apartment.

"What's that?" Johnny asked.

Beth was smiling with that mischievous way she had and answered, "That's your surprise." Then she backed out of the doorway and walked towards the bedroom, Johnny following close behind.

Once in the living room, Johnny saw a very petite blond girl, around the same age as him-middle twenties-laying out on the weight bench Beth had used so many times before to crush the life out of him, tied around the arms and legs to the bench and what looked like a pair of Beth's huge panties stuffed in her mouth.  Johnny was shocked, and found himself speechless.

"See little man, I knew your ribs would be a little too worse for wear for me to get all my 'fun' out on you tonight, so I thought, why not find another replacement crush-toy for the night. I picked her up at the mall earlier today. I caught her joking with her friend at how fat I was, and followed her to her car after she parted ways with her friend, and well, a little of this and a little crushing of that, and here she is. Your surprise is this. I want you to watch me squashing this annoying skinny bitch into oblivion tonight. Hell I want you to even tell me how you'd like to see her flattened under my titanic butt." Beth had been circling the skinny girl who was bound to the bench as she spoke, the look of fear in the tiny girl's eyes matched only by the dumbfounded one found in Johnny's.

Beth made eye contact with Johnny, and then lifted one of her incredible legs up and over the bench, so she was now straddling it and the girl underneath. The skinny girl was now trying her best to toss from side to side to free herself from her helpless position, but it was fruitless. She was eye to eye with the larges ass she had ever seen in her life, and it was just a mere three feet over her pretty face.

"So take a seat, little guy and enjoy the show," Beth said, dropping her 530lbs of Goddessness directly on the beautiful face of the bitchy skinny girl, Beth's ass totally engulfing the girl's head with her fat, smothering her new cushion in darkness and fat.
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A couple of days later, Johnny got a pat on the back from his doctor, a few jokes from the nurses, "Just be careful on those stairs now," and was sent on his way from the hospital. He exited the front revolving doors to see Beth sitting in her car, engine idling as she waited for him. Once she saw her little cushion come through the doors, her eyes widened, and she found herself smiling broadly. Johnny himself was smiling as he slowly made his way to the car, putting one hand to his injured ribs as he did, hoping it would be a sign to Beth to be merciful on him. After he got in, Beth leaned her weight-Johnny feeling the car shift with her-and kissed him on the cheek.

"How you feeling, cushion?" Beth asked, starting the car up and pulling away from the entrence of the hospital.

"I'm...ok. My ribs still hurt, but the doctors gave me a few pills for the pain." Johnny replied.

"Good, thats good." Beth just drove on, noticing Johnny trying to sneak glances at her overflowing in the driver's seat. She wanted to look sexy for her cushion, and also wanted to show off as much of her massive curves as she could so she dressed in a dark purple miniskirt which rode up high on her thunderous thighs-looking as they could crush my head in a second, Johnny thought to himself-and a thin tight black blouse which was cut high on the arms to show off Beth's "wings". Johnny also did the calculation and realized Beth's single arm was probably wider than his waist or chest. And of course peaking out through the bottom of Beth's blouse was her huge dark belly, just itching to be worshiped. Johnny took the initiative and reached over and began to gently caress his Goddess's belly.

"Mmm, that feels good, tiny man. I'm glad you didn't forget your place after being away so long. I have a little surprise for you when we get home. But first, I'm hungry. I think a nice good stop at Burger King is in order. I want to make sure I have my belly nice and full and heavy for your surprise." Beth said, patting Johny's head as he leaned down-trying to forget the pain in his ribs-and began kissing Beth's belly.
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When Johnny awoke, he heard the familiar beeps and sounds of a hospital room. Looking around confirmed his thoughts, he was in bed at yet another hospital. He tried to sit up but was greeted with a terrible shooting pain at his sides. Giving up he just laid his head back down on the pillow and drifted off back to sleep.

When he awoke, he saw that he had a visitor. And it was none other then Beth herself, stretching out the armrests of one of the visitor chairs with her massively wide thighs, belly hanging over them in a hardly adequate blue blouse. She was just sitting back, reaching into a bag Johnny reconzied all too well from Krispy Kream, pulling out on delicious treat after another and stuffing her sexy full lips. Beth finally noticed that Johnny had come back around.

"hey there, little guy. How you feeling?" she said.

"My sides...what happened?"

"You don't remember...? Aww, thats too bad. Last night I propped you up on two chairs, your midsection hanging just in the air, and took a nice standing position over you. Then," pausing to take a considerable bite out of another cream filled treat, "i through this big beautiful legs out and brought my near 550lb body butt first right on those exposed ribs and chest of yours. And you being the puny little thing you are, you didn't hold up and we went just crashing to the floor!" Giggling now from the huge woman, he belly rippling as she did. "I heard and felt quite a good few loud pops and cracks from you, and you just blacked out. So I carried you tot he car and drove you to the ER, claiming you had falling down the stairs in our apartment building. Little do they know, right?" A flash of a grin now. "And here we are. They saw you fractured two ribs, and broke six others. Guess your skinny ass can't handle a Goddess like myself anymore."

Johnny felt the urge, and against all common sense-he was in a damn hospital after all due to this super sized black woman-he answered back: "Sure I can. I just must have been caught off guard."

A sparkle gleamed in Beth's eye. She had this boy hooked on her power and sexiness, there was no doubt. She hefted herself up out of the chair, which was not as easy as it should have been, due to her fat overflowing the armrests, and waddled over to his bedside. She loomed over the crushed, injured boy, stroking his hair as she looked at him sweet as sugar.

Lowering voice to just a whisper, not wanting any pesky nurses coming by the room and hearing her words, and said, "I'm very glad to hear that. Cause Once you get out of here, which the doctors tell me should be in a couple of days, I have so much planned for you. And of course, as you can see," gestering over to the bag of Krispy Kreams on the chair, "I have been eating right to keep up my figure. And i plan to get as fat as i can for when I get you back to the house. And if you think these tiny ribs of yours have had it rough so far," running her hand down to his thin tummy and patting it lovingly, "they haven't seen anything yet. Now I have to be going, I have a beauty appointment in an hour and I don't want to be late. So I think it's time for you to just go back to sleep, tiny man."

Johnny was nodding along with her words, till she grabbed his legs and pulled him down the bed, even that slight movement jarring his sides and causing him undo pain. Then she turned around, and gave Johnny a few last seconds of vision at her mighty and insanely large butt which was hardly clad in a pair of blue hip huggers which must have had stitching from the gods to hold back the flow of fat. Then Beth sat down on Johnny's face, engulfing him in his hospital bed with her fat. After a few seconds his legs began to kick and his arms were flaying-causing intense pain to his ribs, but he couldn't help it. he wa shocked and defenseless. Bethh was going to smothering him with her fat till he passed out, right in his own hospital bed. Soon the kicking stopped, as did the arms. Beth gave the cute and frail boy's face a little bounce just for good measure, and then stood back up and turned around to enjoy her damage. Johnny had a red line running up his face, a seam of her tight jeans, no doubt. Then putting her arms under his armpits, she lifted him back to his normal postion, collected her bag of Krispy Kream, and walked out of the door of his room, stuffing a full donut into her mouth as she did.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth and Johnny
February 27, 2008, 01:54:57 PM
Two hours later, Johnny found himself coming to from his last "pass out" session, laying on the floor of the cold kitchen floor. His bones felt brittle, and he found it near impossible to sit up. He felt a little dribble of liquid on his face, and brought his hand up to find out his nose was bleeding.  He was trying to put what had happened in the last moments before he passed out together in his head, when his brain stopped cold and dealt with the sight of Beth who had just stepped into the room. Johnny laid down still, staring up at Beth from his position. Her impossibly big hanging belly, never-ending wide thighs, full breasts, and of course beautiful, smiling face.

"Too bad you passed out, Johnny-boy. But I see you got a little nose bleed. I think that was from when I leaped off the bed and landed ass first on your face. Guess those good looks just can't hold up against this booty of mine." Beth was now breaking out into a full on giggle. Then she felt the slight hunger pains take hold, and rubbed her belly. Johnny continued to lay out on the floor, transfixed as Beth seemed lost with her own body. Watching her rub her belly, her massive fat rolls moving with such sensual motion.

Beth broke her belly-rub up, and walked right up onto Johnny, his groans taking up the sound in the room. Beth stood there and reached towards the fridge was just a few feet to the side of where Johnny was laying. She stood on his chest, her wide feet digging into his much too crushed body as she browsed for something to eat. She lightly bounced in place, causing Johnny's feet and head to bob up and down off the floor. Beth took notice of this and started laughing.

"Ha, you're just too cute, little guy. I love seeing your tiny body trying to deal with my weight. Oh and look at that, your nose is bleeding again. Ummm...I wonder..." Beth broke off in thought, leaving Johnny laying trampled expecting what was to come next. Holding on to the fridge door, Beth bent at the hips and hopped in the air, coming right back down with her 530lbs on Greg's body. The unmistakable sound of a loud "CRACK" filled the room, and Beth knew that once again, she had broken one or more of Johnny's ribs with her size. Looking down at his face again, she also saw her previous thought was confirmed, hopping on his small chest had caused more blood to rush out of his nose.

Johnny at this point felt considerable pain, and was gasping desperately to get air into his lungs again. His eyes were open though, and he was just staring ahead at Beth's body shake with the after effects of her hop.

"Look at that, I knew I could flatten a little more 'juice' outta you. Though it sounds like you might have some rib trouble again. How many do you think I broke? One," Beth stepped up with all her weight on one of her feet, the other hanging in the air while she paused for a moment..."or two?" Now bringing her other foot back down on the lower part of Johnny's chest.  Johnny was kicking his legs, his head tossing back and forth in pain. Though despite it all, he still found himself with a raging erection. Beth noticed this too, as his tiny body in the 'tightie whiteys" which she forced him to wear, left very little to the imagination. Once again she lifted her right foot in the air, and brought it down on his crotch, slightly applying more and more pressure on Johnny's hard penis as she spoke...

"And just how many more ribs do you think I'll break before tonight is over...?"
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Personals / Re: ssbbw in fla looking ....
February 26, 2008, 06:19:29 PM
Being that you are one of the most stunning woman I've seen online, it makes my heart weep that I was not born a Florida native.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth and Johnny
February 24, 2008, 08:04:14 PM
Johnny of course couldn't answer his goddess back, his mouth and face totally enveloped in her massive breasts, along with the crushing power her belly had as it pressed forth into his thin body. As always when he found himself on the receiving end of such a total onslaught of squashing, Johnny's mind raced. Beth on the other hand was very focused. Johnny's bones and muscles popped and twitched while trying to withstand the crushing forth of her own, and Beth felt each one of those sounds and motions through her huge belly and rolls of beautiful fat. Her smile was broad and her eyes were lit up with heaven. She could feel his arms moving and trying to push her back, out of a simple urge of survival. Of course they were no match for beth's force, and she knew that. The fact that she was more then five times his weight sent shivers up her spine as she crushed his.

After a few minutes, Beth backed away off Johnny, which send him dropping to his knees in front of her. She brought her thick hands to his face, holding it up carefully and with a loving touch. Johnny's eyes were half-open, still trying to regain himself. Beth looked down at him, and slowly rubbed his cheeks, saying: "Such a pretty boy slave you are, aren't you? You just can't get enough of this sexy belly, can you?" Beth brought his face to her handing belly, which Johnny began kissing out of reflex. Beth moved his face and head around in small circles, pressing his face deeper and deeper into her fat as she did, then finally couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward, and leaned in with all her might, crushing Johnny's face and head between her belly and the wall. Completely smothered would be the best way to describe Johnny at this point, and once again, Beth's huge black belly engulfed everything in it's path, swallowing Johnny's head as if it was a peanut, and touching on either side of his ears. Beth began to speak now, though Johnny couldn't hear her words through the fat.

"I'm going to crush you into paste tonight, little man. You'll still be alive by morning, that I will do for you, but your body is nothing but mine tonight. And you'll be fighting to survive every second."

Beth backed away once again, and this time Johnny fell right to the rug in his passed out state. Beth picked him up by the arms and tossed him on the bed, climbing on right after him. The mattress had very little give to it at this point in it's existence, and showed it when Beth's feet sank in deeply into it. Her hands up high, her fingers sliding along the ceiling of the room for balance, Beth positioned herself so that she was standing and strattling young Johnny right over his chest. Then she bend her powerful legs and leaped in the air, coming down with all of her 530lbs of fat with her knees directly on Johnny's thin and flat stomach. In an instant Johnny snapped back to reality and felt his body well with pain. Beth's belly slammed down on his chest and neck, sufficating him, and his eyes nearly shot out of his head. Johnny was pressed deeply into the mattress, so that from sone one standing int he doorway of the bedroom, you would be shocked to learn there was a person actually under Beth as she sat on her knees.

"Well," Beth said, reaching down and stroking Johnny's red, sweating face,"that was one. I think tonight we're going to go for twenty, how's that?"

Johnny shook his head as best he could while Beth's hanging belly held him down by his chin. "Noooo...please, Goddess...you've gotten too fat...I can't....nooooo," Beth cut Johnny off by hopping forward a few inches on his body, the pain shooting through Johnny once again, though this time her belly was covering his face up to his eyes, which were slammed shut as he tried to take the squashing pain.

"That's right, I have gotten fatter. and you've gotten smaller. Which is just why this is so much FUN!" Beth said with a laugh.

Beth braced herself with her arms, pushing on his chest to get herself back to her feet. This time she stepped right onto Johnny's chest, trampling him in his place, so he couldn't move.  Then she bend at her knees once again, every inch of her fat shaking with delight and lust, and Beth said: "Ok, one down, 19 to go..."
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Beth and Johnny
February 24, 2008, 06:57:39 PM
Johnny finished clearing the table, and cleaning the many dishes which just momnets ago were piled high with the delicious food that Beth devoured in mere minutes. As he went through the process of cleaning them, Johnny found himself licking the plants clean for crumbs, beth once again being so self-involved in her own feasting that she hadn't given Johnny any dinner for himself. The thought did get to him, and make him feel even more so a slave to beth's desires, the fact that here he was, skinnier then he had ever been in his life, begging for crumbs while just in the next room was a woman who was over a quarter ton of fat, stuffing her face day in and day out with delight.

"Hurry up, little boy!" Beth yelled from the bedroom. Johnny left the few remaining dishes in the sink, and began to make his way to the bedroom. He was breathing deeply, trying to work his lungs back to shape after the monumental crushing they had just been dealt during Beth's "dinner squash". He continued, his frail body in nothing but 'tightie whites" (underwear which he never cared for, but wore only for Beth's amusement). He didn't know what Beth had in store for him, just found himself hoping it didn't leave him in a hospital for another two weeks, as he just got his rib's un-bandaged from the last barrage of Beth's weight.

When Johnny walked into the room, and saw that besides the small lamps to either side of the bed, the room was totally dark. He stopped and tried to let his eyes adjust, but before they could, Beth grabbed him from the shoulders and shoved him into the wall, following close behind with her amazing belly and brests, pressing into him, smothering his face in breasts, and crushing his body into the wall with fat. Being as thin as he was, Beth's fat truly engulfed him, touching the wall of her bedroom on either side of his body. The pressure and warmth which Johnny felt was once again new and incredible.

Patting the top of little Johnny's head, pushing her huge body against him with greater force each second, Beth asked, "So...just how do those ribs feel now, slave..."
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Beth and Johnny
February 22, 2008, 04:04:23 PM
A year had passed since that fateful night Beth first dropped her 470lb pound on the napping John, casting her ownership and changing forever the way their lives were taking course.  After a few months both of their desires grew and changed them, Beth taking on the role as Goddess, no longer worrying about where she would find her next "victim" to use for a conduit of her desires. And Johnny, well he grew accustomed to giving his life over to this huge woman, pleasing her every whim and fantasy. Most of which lead to his body being crushing without mercy for hours-sometimes whole days at a time.  Throughout the year, Johnny found himself in the ER many times with broken ribs, once a fractured spleen, and numerous other injuries which his body obtained while trying to cope with Beth's massive drive to crush. Yet he always came back for more, time and time again. He found himself hooked to Beth's body, her many rolls of fat, beautiful dark skin, and endless sexual drive.

Their bodies also went through some changers over the year they spent together. Beth's eating took on new force, having every meal either prepared and fed to her by John, or merely ordering huge portions from many of the local take-out restaurants and stuffing her goring body while Johnny gasped and pleaded for air underneath. Beth's body grew wider and heavier, leaving behind her previous weight of 470lbs and shooting past 530 pounds of beautiful female flesh.  Johnny on the other hand, was eating less and less, often being given nothing more then water and the scrapes of which Beth had left after feasting, soon his body weight sky-rocketed down from 150lbs to a meekly 103lbs on his 5'6 frame.  His entire body seems drafted n size in comparison with one of Beth's legs alone...


"MMmmmm...another lovely meal, don't you think, slave?" Beth was wearing what was now her usual house wear, an enormous pair of black panties which were growing increasingly too small for her, and a matching bra which barely contained her massive hanging breasts.

Johnny-also wearing his typical in house attire, a small pair of briefs which did nothing to hide the frainity of his body-couldn't bring himself to answer. He was laid out over a chair in the kitchen, his shoulders and head hanging over one side, his legs the other, so that only his tiny chest and stomach was centered on the chair, totally buried in the avalanche of fat that beth was. His breathing began getting very spotty just as she was finishing her third dessert, and Beth knew that she'd have to get up soon, as in this position, there was no in-between from the crushing force of her ass and weight, and Johnny's tiny little ribs and lungs. The thought depressed her, but in her own way she had grown to love Johny as the perfect, strong bodied slave he was, and didn't want to crush him to death.

Beth hoisted her body up, even with the added weight she had kept her mobility and movement sharp as ever, turned around, and bend, giving Johnny a small peck on the lips. "Now clean up the table, ad come to bed."

Johnny watched, his head still hanging upside-dwon as Beth walked away, her mountainous backside swaying back and forth, like two huge waves of fat colliding with one another, then he gathered his breath, sat up, and did as his Goddess commanded.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Naptime with Beth.
February 19, 2008, 09:20:46 PM
Beth took her time smushing John into her rug, riding out his insult on his soon to be pulverised body. Then, stopped just before she turned him into another stain on her rug, she hoisted her massive weight up and off the boy, leaving him laying there in a heap as she walked over to pick up her bag of donuts. Beth walked slowly back to the flattened young man, box of dozen in had, her dark hanging belly in the other. She took her time, circling him as he lay, occasionally cutting over his body with a stomp and trample as she dug into her bag and pulled out a fresh donut. She did this continually till she was down to her last four cream filled donuts. She was only just beginning to fill full from her midnight snack, and didn't want to rush through all of them so quickly. So she cradled the box with one had, and bend over to grab the ankle of the tiny john with the other. Then, she dragged him to the bedroom. Every roll and inch of her beauty jiggled with the motions she made, and John in his now semi-awake and very dazed form could do nothing but stare up at her as she pulled him like a rag-doll. He size and grace astounded him, how easy it was for her to completely dominate and over power his much smaller frame.

Once in the bedroom, Beth set her box of donuts down on the mattress, and turned her full attention to Johnny. beth positioned him just at the foot of the bed, so he was laying left to right along the edge of it. Then, she climbed up upon her mattress, now a good four feet off the ground, and reached up with her hands to hold onto the rail of her large bedposts. Johnny watched as she did this, not sure what the huge woman had planned, more amazed but the sway and bounce which the fat woman's body had. At the last moment he realized her plans, and yet couldn't find the strength to move.

"Time to go splat, you rude little bitch." beth said with a evil grin. Then she leap forward, throwing her legs out, her titanic ass growing wider with the expanse of her thighs, and came crashing down on a very helpless, now very crushed Johnny, butt first. For not the first time since her moving in, Beth shook the room to it's foundations. Johnny of course was almost totally destroyed. His body felt like it had just been in a car wreck, and then thrown off a building. Beth's body felt very little of this, filled as she was with pure satisfaction and sexuality. She rode out the unbelievable butt drop till every inch of her body stopped quivering and shaking, and of course until her joyful and earth-shaking in its own right orgasm was done. Johnny had lost all concept of reality at this point, just there in the smallest sense, praying her would get through the night alive. Beth reached behind her, and pulled the box of donuts onto her belly, slowly stuffing her beautiful face with each morsel there was to be had, reaching between her legs afterwards to pic up one of Johnny's arms which hung lifelessly in her grasp. She pulled it as far up between her thighs at it would go, and with it, gave herself a wonderful bellyrub which brought her yet another orgasm.

Feeling stuffed, and totally at peace with her fatness, Beth shifted her way this way and that, shocked to hear Johnny groan as she did-"I can't believe he survived that, she thought-until she was standing on his mid-section with her knees digging deeply into his stomach. She stayed liek this, then bounced, then walked her way up, with her thunderous thighs and knees crushing John, till the tip of her large black belly was brushing againist his face. Then she reached down and grabbed his hair, making deep contact with his eyes and said, "You did very well, little John. I'm shocked I didn't turn you totally to goo there. You're nice and strong, i think I'll keep you for a good long time..."

Then pulled his face deep into her neverending soft fatness, Beth smothered little poor Johnny to sleep.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Naptime with Beth.
February 19, 2008, 06:45:56 PM
Once in her door, Beth pushed John; who was now trying his hardest to fight through his bag, into the living room. once there, Beth just flipped the cart over, and Johnny in the bag spilled out onto her rug. Beth walked over to his side, knowing her could see nothing but darkness inside the bag, making sure to generate as much of a booming sound as she could with her heavy body as she walked. Each booming footstep filled John with more fear. His brain was trying to comprehend just what trouble he had gotten himself into when his small head by chance graced the top of the laundry bag. Feeling the seam, John push up with his neck, and out popped his head...just in time to look up at Beth who had stripped to her blue skin tight panties and bra; lift one ofher luscious and huge legs up, and bring her foot down on his chest. John's head was shaking back and forth with incredible urgecny, in a desperate plea for her to stop. Beth looked down at the bound and gagged boy, and hopped up with her other foot, coming crashing down on John's now deflated body with enough force to blow the tape off his lips. Then she stepped off, to his other side, and bend, casting her wide havy butt over him.

"No, no, no...please don't. You're too fat, I can't take anymore. Please just let me go, I won't tell anyone, please, just let me go, DAMN IT LET ME GO YOU FATSO!" John yelled from where he was laying on the floor in shock.

Beth stopped and turned, looking over her shoulder, giving John a look that stopped him cold. He just made a big, big, big mistake.

"You're right, little man," Beth went on as she ran her hands, patting and rubbing her increible and powerful thighs and ass, "I am fat..." Kicking her legs out and coming crashing down onto John's body, slamming into him with such force, landing on his face/chest/and stomach. The cracks were as audible as they were familur to Beth, Johnny just broke a few ribs,"...SO!"

Johnny was blacking out from the pain, his sensation being that of his ribs snapping like twigs under Beth, his insides feeling compressed and flattened into paper. Darkness swept over him as Beth simply sat on his body, steamrolling over him while she rubbed her belly which had slapped hard into her thighs when she landed. Johnny hear Beth's last words before he slipped totally into the darkness...

"Poor poor, Johnny with the big mouth. I'm going to have to scoop you up with a spatula by the time tonight is over..."
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Naptime with Beth.
February 19, 2008, 05:56:57 PM
Beth drove on, coming close to her apartment building, when the thought of how she was going to get hew new toy up to her place hit her. Sure she could just smother him out again, but didn't want to take the chance of him waking while she was pushing him through the lobby in the laundry cart.

So what she did was grab a hold to the steering wheel, and life her bulk up off John's now very pale and weak frame. Then, using a free arm, she pulled at the bag which he was in, bringing it down to his ankles. Then she felt the slightest pressure pushing up from under her ass, and realized that John was trying to push her up higher so he could escape out from under her.

"Ha, you've got to be kidding me, little man. You really think you're strong enough to hold ME up? Let's just see," and with that she let go of the steering wheel and dropped fully over where his head was. John's skinny arms lasted for all of two seconds before they gave way and Beth came crashing down on his body, the force making his legs up off the seat besides Beth.

"Well I guess now we know who wins out between your toothpicks and my ass," Beth said laughing. Still sitting on John's face and head, smothering him as she worked away, Beth reached into her glove compartment for what she thought might do the trick in helping get the feisty cushion to her apartment...

Using some of the tape which she had in the glove compartment, and some crafty "placement" work in moving around while keeping John where she wanted him under her, Beth was able to bound his ankles and arms tight enough so that he could move his limbs only slightly. Then sliding down to his stomach, she was able to use enough tape on his mouth to prohibit him from yelling out at all. All done, Beth got out and pulled the laundry bag up and over his small now totally weak body. A few moments later, she had the young man folded in her cart, bag of donuts laying on his head, and was pushing her and his way through the lobby and into the elevators of her building.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Naptime with Beth.
February 19, 2008, 04:52:12 PM
After selecting a large enough assortment of donuts to fill two boxes of a dozen each, beth made her way out of the Dunkin' Donuts and back to her car in the empty parking lot. She placed the bag of donuts on the hood of her car, and took a look around to see if anyone was watching...none were. Coast being clear, she opened her back door and pulled out the little John from where he was laying out cold, still in the large laundry bag. Putting some of her strength to use, Beth was able to get the young man into a laying position on the front seat of her car. She opened up the top of the bag, and pulled it down so that his head was showing. Other then that he was still totally covered in the laundry bag. All of the movement must have stirred him, because John started moving his head on his own, and coming too. Just in time, Beth thought to herself with a smile. She grabbed the bag off the hood of the car, and bent her head to settle back down into her newly "cushioned" front seat.

John opened his eyes just in time to once again see the huge and vast butt of Beth being lowered down upon his helpless body. He let out a low pitiful cry of, "Noooo..." which was cut off as the fat of beth's ass filled each small ounce of space of his face, engulfing his mouth totally. Beth giggled and bounced a few times, feeling the tickle of John's open mouth under her.

"Oh yessss," she said. "Welcome to the land of the living again, little man. Bet you missed this, huh?"

beth took a few moments to take everything in. How feeble and small his legs looked coming out from under her massive body to her right. The tiniest tip of his forehead peeking out from under the expanse of fat of her left thigh. How she seems to sit lower and lower by the second, his body deflating from her wondrous weight and power.

"Mmmmm...does this feel as good to you as it does for me? No I suppose not. I bed you're too busy feeling your body turn to mush and trying to breath under all of me. Why you kicking your legs, little guy? Do you want to breath is that it? Ok, I'll give you just a little air," Beth said, leaning her weight all on her right leg, so she was on a forty-five on top of John's body, the intense weight making him feel as though his waist was going to snap in two while he sucked in as much air as he could. He was just about to protest once again to be let go when Beth slammed her body back down on him. She laid the bag of donuts on his legs in the passenger seat, and started the car. Putting the car in gear, she reached and grabbed herself a jelly donut-the first box was just to get her home, the second to be enjoyed later once she was able to get more "comfortable" with her new victim.

beth drove slow, and hit every bump in the road she could, feeling her body tingle with each one that caused her to bounce on poor John. Every once and again she'd lean her weight to the side, giving him just the briefest time to breath-taking longer and longer to give him air out from under her fat each time...