Leaning to her right every so often, her weight shifting from the crushing position on his head to his chest, Beth afforded the poor Vlad with enough air to sustain his lungs. Only to drop back over on his face, burying him again in her butt. Soon she was pulling into her usual spot in front of her apartment building, and lifting her bulk off of her new found and out of the car...
Vlad awoke an hour or so later to find himself bound in tight white cord to a weight bench. It was the usual sort, roughly two and a half feet off the ground, with two out-shooting legs to keep it up. He was wrapped tightly around his arms and stomach, along with his legs to the bench, and besides the fidgeting of his shoulders and head he could not move at all. His mind blurred with all that had happened in his night, from meeting his friends to celebrate a birthday, to the train ride where he first laid eyes on the massive woman who had kidnapped him, to now. Looking around, taking in his surroundings, Vlad saw he was placed in the middle of a common living room. He could make out a couch-with very sunken cushions-to his left, and a entertainment center to his right. There was a small outpouring of light from the kitchen which shared the space with the living room-a small half-wall and turn separating the rooms-and this a along with the moonlight, was the entirety of his light. His heartbeat raced as he tried to get a hold of the situation, trying to think of any means of escape, and that was when he heard the loud footfalls of a very big, very dominating woman.
Beth strode into living room, now wearing nothing but a pair of tight white panties and bra-both two sizes too small to contain her jiggling sexy fat- holding a folding table in one hand, a tray with a cover on it in the other. Vlad just stared, unable to deny just how beautiful this woman was, and watched her walk towards him as he laid stretched out, her naked thighs rubbing against each other in a large swaying of incredible fat.
"Oh, you're awake? Goodie. I was afraid I was going to have to throw some water on you to snap you out of your slumber," Beth said with a smile. "You like what you see," she asked, turning around and bending slightly to unfold the table and place her tray on it, her gigantic bottom pulling against the thin fabric of her panties in protest. Vlad just stared in awe at her ass, realizing it could cover him in his current state almost completely.
Beth looked over her shoulder, and before Vlad could get out a desperate plead of "Mercy", Beth sat her huge body on him. Her wide thighs and ass covering him from his bottom lip to his thighs, Vlad felt every part of his being being crushed and flattened under more pressure then he had ever felt in his life. There was very little to the cushion on the weight bench, and it offered no protection against the onslaught of Beth's power and size.
"Oooo...that's nice," Beth said with a voice full of ecstasy, wiggling her body on Vlad, slowly compressing all of the air out of his mouth with a gasp. She looked briefly down her side, and just over the expanse of her fat she could see his little head, turning very red, his eyes squinting with pain. Then she turned her attention to the tray in front of her on the small table. Lifting the tin cover, she had a large piece of a soft buttery cake, smothered in vanilla icing awaiting. "Mmmm...that looks good," Beth said, rubbing her large belly which was now overflowing her panties. "Doesn't that just look amazing, little man?" Beth asked the poor soul under her. "Oh I guess you can't really see it can you? You're just a bit too busy trying to survive all of..." pausing to propel her bulk up, coming crashing down on Vlad with each of her glorious 400 pounds, Vlad emitting a whimper in resonse, "THIS!" she finished.
Then, grinding in her seat again, Beth reached out and brought a piece of her cake to her thick full lips and devoured it in one mouthful. She was a goddess on her throne and she was very very happy.
Vlad awoke an hour or so later to find himself bound in tight white cord to a weight bench. It was the usual sort, roughly two and a half feet off the ground, with two out-shooting legs to keep it up. He was wrapped tightly around his arms and stomach, along with his legs to the bench, and besides the fidgeting of his shoulders and head he could not move at all. His mind blurred with all that had happened in his night, from meeting his friends to celebrate a birthday, to the train ride where he first laid eyes on the massive woman who had kidnapped him, to now. Looking around, taking in his surroundings, Vlad saw he was placed in the middle of a common living room. He could make out a couch-with very sunken cushions-to his left, and a entertainment center to his right. There was a small outpouring of light from the kitchen which shared the space with the living room-a small half-wall and turn separating the rooms-and this a along with the moonlight, was the entirety of his light. His heartbeat raced as he tried to get a hold of the situation, trying to think of any means of escape, and that was when he heard the loud footfalls of a very big, very dominating woman.
Beth strode into living room, now wearing nothing but a pair of tight white panties and bra-both two sizes too small to contain her jiggling sexy fat- holding a folding table in one hand, a tray with a cover on it in the other. Vlad just stared, unable to deny just how beautiful this woman was, and watched her walk towards him as he laid stretched out, her naked thighs rubbing against each other in a large swaying of incredible fat.
"Oh, you're awake? Goodie. I was afraid I was going to have to throw some water on you to snap you out of your slumber," Beth said with a smile. "You like what you see," she asked, turning around and bending slightly to unfold the table and place her tray on it, her gigantic bottom pulling against the thin fabric of her panties in protest. Vlad just stared in awe at her ass, realizing it could cover him in his current state almost completely.
Beth looked over her shoulder, and before Vlad could get out a desperate plead of "Mercy", Beth sat her huge body on him. Her wide thighs and ass covering him from his bottom lip to his thighs, Vlad felt every part of his being being crushed and flattened under more pressure then he had ever felt in his life. There was very little to the cushion on the weight bench, and it offered no protection against the onslaught of Beth's power and size.
"Oooo...that's nice," Beth said with a voice full of ecstasy, wiggling her body on Vlad, slowly compressing all of the air out of his mouth with a gasp. She looked briefly down her side, and just over the expanse of her fat she could see his little head, turning very red, his eyes squinting with pain. Then she turned her attention to the tray in front of her on the small table. Lifting the tin cover, she had a large piece of a soft buttery cake, smothered in vanilla icing awaiting. "Mmmm...that looks good," Beth said, rubbing her large belly which was now overflowing her panties. "Doesn't that just look amazing, little man?" Beth asked the poor soul under her. "Oh I guess you can't really see it can you? You're just a bit too busy trying to survive all of..." pausing to propel her bulk up, coming crashing down on Vlad with each of her glorious 400 pounds, Vlad emitting a whimper in resonse, "THIS!" she finished.
Then, grinding in her seat again, Beth reached out and brought a piece of her cake to her thick full lips and devoured it in one mouthful. She was a goddess on her throne and she was very very happy.