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"THIRTEEN...FOURTEEN...FIFTEEN..." Beth counted off each hop she made on the poor superintendent to be which was under her feet. He had lost conscious after the eight leap she made on his tiny chest, the incredible trampling being too much for his mind to comprehend. Beth however didn't notice his closed eyes or slip from reality, she was far too absorbed in her actions. The slap of her fat rolls which ran up and down the sides of her belly as she jumped up and down, the sound of her feet coming into contact with John's flattened form, his breathless gasps which continued with each leap.

Beth began to tire after the twentieth hop on poor John, and stopped to catch her breath.

"Wooo! Been a long time since I had a workout like that," Beth said. "You still breathing under there, little man?" Beth received no answer, and couldn't really look down to see his face as her huge dark belly was far too protruding. Beth grabbed her fat with both hands, loving the sensual feeling of her fingers sinking into her softness, and pulled her belly up and in as best as she could, so she could finally see John's beat red face. Finally she became aware of his passing out. Beth just stood on his tiny chest, her wide feet almost covering it completely, and took in his suffering. The veins in his head looked like they were ready to burst, his face completely red, no doubt from all of her leaps on him forcing the blood up and away from his midsection.

"Still breathing though, look at that. He is a tough little guy after all." Beth said to herself, finally stepping down off the young man. She walked over to the dryer which her clothes had finished in, and took them out, not bothering to fold them, feeling far too passionate about her new victim and her sudden desire to stuff her glorious body with food. She knew that she wanted to take young John with her when she went out shopping for sweets, but couldn't figure out how to get him to her car-even at this late hour-without somebody noticing. That's when her brilliance came through, and she spotted one of the leftover shopping carts in the corner of the room. There were usually a few left around for the tenants to use to transport a big load of laundry. Beth wondered playfully how well they would work transporting the young John to her car. She giggled in delight at the idea of it. Then, she dumped her clothing back into the dryer, figuring they would be safe enough there for a while, and waddled back over to where John was still laying on the floor. Beth bend at the waist, almost certain as she did that her elephantine backside would rip right through her sweats, the thought of it giving her pleasure, though the sweatpants held strong. Beth then got to work pulling the large laundry bag up and under John's legs, past his waist...chest, and soon after folding his legs in, he was completely wrapped in the laundry bag. Beth then dragged the poor boy to the laundry cart, and used her strong arms to lift the bag holding John up and in the carriage of the cart.

Soon Beth was ready and out the door of the laundry room, to anyone looking it would just appear that a very beautiful and fat woman was pushing her laundry to her car, the only oddity being the lateness of night. Beth of course wasn't heading anywhere but her local 24 hour Dunkin Donuts though...

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A grueling half hour later for John, and Beth's wash was finished. She knew she'd have to get the clothes in the dryer, but didn't want her new found "victim" running out on her. So she did the only thing she could think of, and raised her wide body up, and shifted to the right a bit, John watching in a dumbfounded and exhausted state as the light came back to his eyes, only to be blotted out by Beth when she dropped her gigantic butt square on his face. His small cute features were now totally engulfed in the fat of Beth, and he quickly began to run out of air. Beth just say happily on the young man, loving each and every one of his desperete attempts to get air out from under her butt. Beth knew it was hopeless for him, and soon so would he. After a couple of minutes, Beth noticed John's struggles fade and then stop. Being as experienced as she was, Beth was able to pinpoint just when her squash victim's lost consciousness.

Beth raised her bulk up from the now out cold John, and turned to look at what her handywork had done once again. Then she made use of her time and transfered her clothes from the washer to the dryer. As she was doing this she heard a soft "THUMP" from behind her. Beth turned, the sound scarying her a bit, and found the crumpled heap of the young man she was just recently flattening laying on the floor in front of the yellow chairs.

"My my, look at you. I would have thought that smothering I gave you would have kept you out for hours. You're a strong little guy, aren't you?" Beth said to John.

John was trying to pull himself up, though found his body far too out of it to comply. Instead he could only raise his head and look at the amazingly huge woman, the weapon his body had felt the brunt of just moments eariler.  John being only 5'7 and 120lbs, had never felt so insignificant when now, looking up at this large wide woman. "She must be over four hundred pounds!" his mind raced. He found himself shocked at his own body that he was able to withstand such an onslaught of fat sitting on him.

Beth glared down at the twiggish boy, and walked over to where he lay. Beth found herself impressed with his stamina, impressed enough to know she'd have to take him to his limit. As Beth made her way closer to John, he began to try to scramble his legs into working again so he could get up and get away, but the best he could accomplish was bringing himself to his knees and slow crawling towards the back of the laundry room. Beth laughed at his efforts, and when close enough raised one of her tree-trunk thick legs and brought her foot down on the lower point of his back. Beth applied just enough of her weight on his back with her foot, and it sent him crashing to the hard cold floor. His body let out a audible crack as Beth stepped fully onto his back, bring all of her weight onto his tiny frame, and stepping with her other foot right below his neck, centered between his shoulder blades.

john began to groan and gasp as the all of Beth's weight trampled down upon his back. His ribs felt ready to burst under the pressure, along with the rest of his organs.

"You should know by know, that I don't like it when my little seats try to escape. You're going to have to pay for that. lets see, how many leaps from my close to 500lb body onto you should be the right punishment...five? Ten? How about twenty?" Beth laughed as John's gasps and moans changed pitch form the fear of her words.

"Lets get started right now, shall we?" Beth said, bending at the knees and propelling her body up into the air...

The snap to reality was sudden and incredibly shocking. John had just finished a long shift working as a junior superintendent at the apartment building his uncle got him a job at, and decided to take a small nap in one of them laundry rooms located in the lower level of the building. He was only 22 years old, and this was his first 'professional" job so he was putting all he could into it. The effect of all that determination however was pushing him to the brink of exhaustion. It wasn't the first time he had finished a shift and caught some beauty sleep on the waiting benches in the laundry room, but it would certainly be his last.

Snapping out of his dreams, John opened his eyes to complete and total darkness. His mouth felt compressed shut, and he couldn't even bring himself to scream for help. The sensation was that of being buried under hundreds of soft beanbags. His chest and stomach were crushed, his small framed body fighting to keep from turning to jelly between the immense force which was squashing him and the hard plastic chairs which he was laid out on top of. John's mind reeled, trying to comprehend what was happening. Was he still dreaming? Was this sensation of being flattened alive just some twisted nightmare he was having, brought on by the pressures of work? What was happening to him...

Feeling restless and bored; the last three days off of work growing into a feeling of stir crazy, Beth decided to do some late night laundry.  She waddled her 477lb body into the bathroom, and began sorting her clothing. Haven't had gone to work in the last few days, most of it was just her comfort wear.  Pajama bottoms and tops, huge pairs of panties and bras-which were quickly losing the battle to Beth's growing body-and a few pairs of sweatpants and shirts.  Her bag made up, a quick check of her fine SSBBW body in the mirror-even just going to the laundry room Beth wanted to make sure she looked sexy, as sexy as she felt when putting her Goddess like body in motion, each roll and fold of fat moving in perfect rhythm with the other.  She was wearing a black tank-top which showed off her huge arms, and beautifully large breasts along we her massive and hanging belly, which hung over the waistband of her grey skin-tight sweatpants. Her impossibly rotund things and ass pushing the fabric to it's seems, just daring for another pound to push the tidal-wave of fat over the edge, causing Beth to  burst right through the pants.

Beth took the fairly long ride down in the elevator to the basement of the building, and made her way to the laundry room. Her breasts and belly bounced and giggled as she stopped herself short, discovering that the cute young thing which was learning to take over from the current Superintendent, was napping away in his uniform, stretched across three of the attached chairs in the center of the room. Beth's mind worked fast, her instint taking over, she reached behind the door of the laundry room and grabbed the "Out of Order" sign which so often hung outside. Beth then reached and hung it on the center of the door to the room, closing it behind her. She knew that not too many people would be bothering to come down here so late at night, by way take any chances.

Beth, moved slowly, careful not to wake up the young thin man till she was good and ready, setting her laundry up and running in one of the machines directly in front of the chairs John was laid out on. Done with that chore, Beth waddled over to him, her eyes bright with lust, he skin tingling. He really was a cute little thing. A perfect cushion for her huge body as she waited for her wash to finish. Beth turned on her heels, positioning her four foot wide butt over him, taking one last glance at his sleeping face, then lowered her almost quarter ton of fat onto him. Through her plentiful fat she felt the young man snap awake in shock, and felt his body begin to buckle and tremble under her, each motion of his squirming giving her goosebumps across her body.

Beth just sat on John, doing her best to flatten the no-longer boy out into paper, her legs out-stretched before her to maximize the pressure he felt; watching her laundry make it's journey around and around in the washing machine.

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Jenna passed out from the pain. Which suited Beth just fine. She let go of the girl's limp arms, and watched as they dropped to the rug lifelessly. Beth stepped down off the girl's stomach, and then patted her belly contemplating what to do next. It was time to finish the girl off. Beth walked to the stool she had used to crush the girl's head with, and brought it over to where the tiny girl was laying out on the rug. Then, climbing on to the stool herself, Beth positioned her close to four foot wide ass over the tiny girl, casting a shadow of flesh. She was now a good five feet in the air, and the x marking the spot was Jenna. Beth brought herself to a full standing stance on the chair, thanking herself for taking a place with such high ceilings.

"So much for you little girl, it was a lot of fun while it lasted, but now it's time to make good on my promise." Beth said aloud.

Then, Beth bend at her knees and hopped forward, throwing her legs out and coming crashing down with an earth-shattering force directly on the unknowing girl ass first. For another time, the entire apartment shook, as pictures fell off walls, and tables jumped in the air as the aftershock of Beth's impact hit. Beth had landed with a massive crunching sound, her ass covering Jenna's now paste like body from head to legs. Beth's breasts and belly continued to shake from the after-effects as well.  The stool behind her had jumped and fell over to the side, as the destruction of her incredible butt drop was complete. Beth looked to her side and saw the girl's mouth was unmoving, not breathing. She sat for a few moments longer, and then rolled off her latest victim. Jenna's body crackled and popped as she did, most of her bones broken and crushed to dust inside her.

Beth got to her feet and surveyed the damage. A bit of cleaning up would be needed, but nothing she wasn't used to. Beth smiled broadly to herself and then walked away to the kitchen, thinking about the ice-cream cake she had purchased earlier in the day...

After taking a few moments to digest the large amount of sweets Beth had just stuffed herself with, She climbed off the poor Jenna-who's eyes had been rolling back in her head after the extended time being crushed by Beth's knees. Beth left the girl to catch her breath while she walked into the kitchen to get a glass of milk to help wash the food down. When she returned she found Jenna had crawled off the couch and towards the hallway leading to the front door. She hadn't gotten far.

."What are you DOING?!" Beth thundered. "You're trying to escape? I thought you loved getting crushed, what's the matter, am I too heavy for you, is that it?" Beth said as she stomped to where the girl was laying on the floor. Jenna had rolled over to her back, and was looking up at the massive women standing over her.

"Ppplease...I cannot take anymore. You are crushing me too much...my ribs...I canno..." Jenna had run out of breath before she could finish her sentence. Beth was just looking down in pity at the skinny girl. She began to shake her head with disgust.

"I am growing very bored of your pleads, little girl. I think it's time I really taught you a lesson now. And here I thought you could handle all of my 457lbs. Too bad, I was having fun with you."

Beth reached down and grabbed the girl by the arms and stepped up onto her chest with one of her wide feet. Jenna was crying now, shaking her head side to side as Beth applied more and more weight, then Beth stepped on with her second foot, and once again all of her weight was slamming down on Jenna's stomach. Beth was still holding the girl by the arms, though now she was pulling up on the girl's arms while she pressed down with her wide legs. Jenna was completely stretched now, she could feel every fiber of her being being flattened, trampled, and pulled to it's max. And Beth just kept on pulling...

Beth was standing full weight on Jenna's much crushed flat chest, when she began to feel the first hunger pains. Those were very rare for Beth as she normally ate so often she didn't get herself the chance to get hungry. Looking at the clock she was shocked to see that she had been crushing Jenna for five hours. Looking down to her victim Beth said,  "Time for a snack break." Stepping off Jenna, leaving the girl gasping behind and walking to the living room to the bag of goodies Jenna dropped hours ago. Beth was picking through the bag, when Jenna came crawling into the room.

"You did good, skinny. Got all of my favorites. Most of this is very fattening though, you wouldn't be wanting me to gain any weight now would you?" Beth said with a laugh as she patted her large belly.

"Why don't you crawl your little ass onto the couch so I can enjoy some of these treats." Jenna did as she was told, finding it hard to pull her crushed body up and onto the couch. All of her strength had been drained from the hours upon hours of squashing that she had endured. Beth watched with amusement as Jenna placed herself on the ocuch, getting ready for more crushing. Then holding the bag of snack food close she waddled over to where Jenna was laid out and then turned around getting ready to lower her gigantic ass onto Jenna once again.  Then she had a new idea and spun around so that she was facing the now dumbfounded girl. Instead of the flattening she thought she was going to receive from Beth's ass, Beth surprised her by climbing onto the couch kneed first. Jenna's bones and body gave way and sunk in as Beth's wide knees found their way onto her. Soon beth was positioned so that each of her knees and weight were digging directly into Jenna's very crushed chest, Jenna could actually feel her heart struggling to continue beating as Beth squashed her. Beth on the other hand was in total delight, opening the first of what would be many snacks, slowly stuffing the full twinkie into her mouth. Jenna watched in pain as Beth's body jiggled while she ate, staring up from under the curve of Beth's belly, which covered Jenna's mouth, leaving only the smallest bit of space for her to breath out of her nose with.  Beth just rocked and ate, stuffing her face with twinkie after twinkie, cookie after cookie as jenna's body fought to survive from under all of her weight...

Beth soon rolled off the crushed girl, off the mattress. She stood over the mattress looking down at the unmoving Jenna, who's eyes were open wide and watching with fascination at what Beth would do next. At the same time she felt a surge of relief when Beth got up, she still felt the after effects of Beth's huge splash. Her relief didn't last long. Beth grabbed Jenna by the wrists and pulled her off the bed onto the floor of the bedroom. Beth stepped to the side of Jenna, turning so that all Jenna had hanging over her was Beth's huge shelf butt. Jenna laid her arms at her sides, knowing that if she put them up to block what was coming, they would have snapped like twigs under Beth's weight. Beth didn't hesitate, throwing out her mighty legs and coming crashing down onto the chest and flat stomach of Jenna, the room filling with the thunderous sound of the two women's bodies meeting. Jenna was coughing like crazy, the air being forced out of her body, and Beth just planted herself dead center on the poor girl, the left side of her ass covering Jenna's chin, the right covering her all the way to Jenna's knees.  Beth as always was in amazement at how her awesome size overtook the little girl. She began to grind her weight and ass into the close to flat body under her, taking in each sound of desperation that escaped Jenna's lips. Then she did something particularly cruel, rolling on her hip to the left, so that all of her 450lbs of fat was now crushing Jenna's small face into the floor. Completely the roll, Beth was now on all fours, looking at the damage done. Jenna was crying and holding her face, some blood was leaking from her nose and Beth realized that she had broken the girls nose.

Making her way back to her feet, she grabbed the girl's hair and pulled her to her knees, then Beth grabbed a hold of Jenna's head, holding her small yet strong head with each hand, and said, "Don't worry about it, little girl. That's not the last thing that I'm going to break on you tonight. So lets see, what's next on the road of squashing you to paste?"

Beth soon grew bored of simply bouncing on the poor girls head. Minutes ago, Jenna stopped making any moans or whimpers at all. She was fading quickly into black, the immense pressure of Beth's squashing driving her into darkness. Beth stood up, the almost lifeless girl who was under her not even moving from the stool. her head continued to lay there for a bit, as Beth watched, till Jenna finally found it in her to move. Jenna's face was totally red, and there were some lines in her skin where the seams of the bench had pressed in. Beth reached down and took the girls small chin in her hand.

"Awww...poor thang. Your head actually looks a bit thinner now." Beth giggled. "So think you've had enough yet?"

Jenna shook her her head "No" in response. Beth continued to look at the girl's defiant yet fearful eyes, and found herself loving the challenge this little skinny girl provided. By far the smallest victim Beth had ever had under her awesome ass, yet one of the strongest. Beth helped Jenna off her knees to her feet, then took the girls hand, leading her to the bedroom. Jenna said not a word as she followed and watched the fantastically large body of Beth move. In her skimpy outfit, every fold of fat and curve was totally visible, each inch moving with power and finesse. Once they entered the bedroom, Beth pushed Jenna up against the wall, using nothing but her belly to overpower and ram the much smaller girl's body into the hard surface. After a few breathtaking and rib-bursting rams delivered from Beth's impossibly large and heavy belly, Beth just laid into the girl, slowly steamrolling her against the wall. Jenna being so much shorter, her face was buried deep into Beth's cleavage. Beth began talking to all that was visible out from under her flesh: Jenna's forehead.

"You just love this don't you? Calling me up at all hours and hanging up on  me, stalking me around, begging to be flattened. Well I promise you, tonight you'll get just what you wanted, and then some. lets see just how much that pathetic body of your's can handle once I really start crushing you with each of my 450 pounds."

Beth backed away, leaving Jenna gasping and sinking to her knees against the floor.

"Get up, skinny girl. And strip to your panties. I want to see that tiny ribcage of yours." Beth commanded.

Jenna did as she was told, using the wall behind her for balance as she stood up on her shaky legs. She lifted her t-shirt up over her head, wearing what you'd have to be generous to call an A-cup bra underneath. Then, watching as the huge woman stared down at her, she unbuttoned and dropped her jeans, carefully stepping out one leg at a time. Thus Jenna was standing there in nothing but her bra and tiny underwear, face to face with Beth, a woman close to five times bigger then her. Beth's eyes were aglow, as she reached out and ran her thick dark fingers over Jenna's midsection. Being so skinny, you were able to see each of Jenna's ribs sticking out from under her skin. The girl looked small, pathetic as beth said before. Beth played with the girls ribs, her fingers running over each in a slow motion while Jenna simply stood and stared at Beth's huge hanging belly, lost in her own trance.

"How many of these tiny ribs of yours," Beth begun saying while still gliding her hand across Jenna's midsection, "do you think you'll still have in the morning?"

Jenna snapped out of her trance and looked up at the face of this mountain of female flesh. She finally understood that Beth was not a woman she ever should have toyed with. AS much as Jenna lavished the sensation of being squashed under incredible weight, Beth overshadowed Jenna with her own lust for crushing and destroying smaller victims with her body and weight. Jenna had overplayed her hand, and now she was at the total mercy of Beth.

Beth turned and walked away, towards her bed-which had been taken off it's frame and laid on the floor. "Come here," Beth said. Jenna as usual obeyed. When she got close enough, Beth wrapped her thick arms around Jenna's body, over her shoulders so Jenna's arms were pinned to her sides, and lifted the little girl up in a crushing bear-hug. Beth began to crack up with laughter as Jenna groaned in pain, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as Beth used the power of her arms and titanic belly and breasts to compact her body. Just as soon as it started though, it ended, as beth swung around with the tiny Asian cashier in her arms, and leaped onto her bed. Jenna was pinned still against Beth's obese body as it came crashing down on top of her in a full weight splash. Had it been on it's frame, Beth was certain the legs would have shot out from underneath the bed like rockets, as it was, the box-spring made an audible crack, and Jenna absorbed most of the crushing weight of the splash along with the mattress. She was totally buried under hundreds of pounds of fat, fat which was now rolling side to side over her as Beth swayed her massive body from side to side on the petite girl. Jenna was in agony, knowing full well as beth did, at least on of her ribs had cracked along with the box-spring.

"One rib feels a little loose under there," Beth remarked. "One rib...nothing like a good start to the night."

An hour and twenty minutes later Beth's doorbell rang. She noted the time, seems the little soon to be crush-toy closed the store early. Beth had a feeling she would. Beth rang the buzzer and opened her front door for the girl, then walked to the living room.

Jenna walked into the huge woman's apartment very slowly. She was holding a large brown paper bag filled with assorted cookies, twinkies, and any other sweet cake the little cashier could grab before running out to Beth's house. There was very little light emitting from the apartment, except from that of one lamp in the living room. Jenna dropped the bag she was holding as soon as she saw what was waiting for her in the room.

Beth was standing there in nothing but a pair of boy shorts and black bra which her folds of fat were overflowing like waves on a glorious beach. Her left leg was up and on the seat of one of her kitchen chairs, one that had been modified since last Jenna saw it. Beth had removed the back of it, creating a high stool. Beth glared at the petite girl, and pointed to the stool with her hand.

"Get over here and put your head down on this NOW!" Beth demanded.

Jenna almost tripped over herself while hurrying to fulfill this mountainous woman's demand. Jenna dropped to her knees and was now eye to eye with Beth's thick foot which was still on the stool's cushion. She looked up, past the great expanse of Beth's fat belly and large breasts with a questioning face. How could she place her head down with it taking up so much room on the surface of the stool. Beth grinned at the girl, then sliding her tongue out between her lips, she made a full rotation around her sensuous lips. Jenna got the picture. She leaned forward and began licking the toes of the Nubian Goddess. Beth quivered with delight, wrapping her arms around her belly and breasts. Loved how her fingers sank into her own fat rolls. Beth made the little women continue licking her feet, loving the sight of the Asian's slight tongue trying to slide between her dark toes. Then, with incredible swiftness, she pulled her foot away and off the stool, then grabbed the tiny girl's hair and shoved her head down onto the stool. Then letting go, she spun on her heal and dropped the full force of her close to 500lbs onto her victim's head. Jenna made a week grunt, the sound mixing with the impact of Beth's wide ass slapping against the sides of the stool and skull of Jenna. Beth began to bounce on the tiny girl's head, enjoying each whimper that escaped from Jenna's lips with each bounce.

If anyone was to look in on the two of them, the crusher and crushed, they would see an incredibly fat woman sitting on a stool, her body jiggling with each of her bounces, and the headless torso of a very thin girl sticking out from under her powerful ass. Jenna was totally crushed, not even able to fully comprehend the pain she was in at the hands of Beth's ass. He legs were kicking and her hands were trying to grab onto the fat thighs of beth to move her, her weak arms doing nothing against Beth's weight. Beth just ground in the girls head, and listened to the sweet sound of her moans.

Two weeks after returning from her vacation in California, Beth was happier, more relaxed, and just a bit wider. It took a few days getting settled back into work and the day to day of her life, but soon she was running (or waddling that is) at full steam.

Beth was sitting at home-engulfing her couch and the shirking amount of space left on it when she sat back-when she got the first deal lined phone call. She answered in her usual cheery voice and heard nothing but slight breathing on the other end. She hung up, figuring it for nothing but some dumb teenager with a phonebook and nothing to do. Five calls later, she was very annoyed.

Ring. Ring.

"Listen, why don't you just get some guts and speak up and tell me who you are?!" Beth yelled into the phone. Soon she heard the click on the other line, the prank caller hanging up. This went on for a few days, till finally the annoying stalker spoke up.

"It's me...Jenna. The cashier from down the block. I'm sooo sorry but...please can I see you?"

Beth smiled wide, having her suspicions answered. The little Asian girl who Beth should have finished off after their last encounter was jonesin' for more punishment from Beth's massive weight. "This little twig is really something," Beth thought to herself.

"Are you at work?" Beth asked the soon to be flattened girl.

"Yyes. Can...can I see you tonight?" Jenna answered meekly.

"Come over after you finish with the store. And bring me something to snack on while I crush the life out of you." Beth hung up the phone after finishing her sentence, knowing that a few blocks away a very tiny girl was shaking with fear and excitement. Beth then busied herself with preparing for the nights events.

Beth lifted herself up and dropped back down on the nerdy man's skinny chest, each time forcing him to expel out a large amount of air. Beth was drunk, and wildly acting out her devastating squashing lust, not even building up to the titanic crushing she was putting the little man from the nightclub, through. She went from 0 to FLATTEN in seconds, laughing and loving each movement of her body, the air rushing up the sides of her fat belly, the thrill of her massive booty cutting through the air, till the very impact on her latest victim. Beth lost herself in the act, lifting and dropping back down with no mercy over and over, losing all sense of time or effect from her actions....

Beth awoke feeling very sore on her backside. That was the first sensation she felt. Then looking around, she started to put together what must have happened. She drank too much, and lost track of time, passing out after going home with some stranger. Then Beth looked down. Coming out from between her huge thighs was the stomach and waist of the same small guy she went home with a few hours ago. He looked as if his body started at his chest, and grew out from there, between Beth's legs, and Beth realized she was sitting on his face. No wonder her butt was feeling so sore, she had this guy's face trapped under her for god knows how long.

Rolling off to the side, Beth gathered herself to her knees, and then to her feet. She was still tipsy from the alcohol she had earlier, though she was definitely in better shape then the poor little guy she was facesitting. His eyes were closed and his face was very red, with no breath coming from his lips. Beth couldn't believe it, she had gotten so drunk she squashed this nerdish guy to death, no doubt finishing him off by smothering him under her large fat ass, and worse comes to worst she couldn't remember any bit of it. Such a shame, Beth thought as she gathered her shoes, and bag. Then she took one last look at the smothered man, thinking: "He was kind of cute too," then she walked out of the apartment and into the LA sun.

Beth got into her waiting cab and then made her way to the next hotel which she had looked up for reservations the night before. Sitting in the backseat-taking up a large amount of it with her size-she replayed the previous night in her mind. Everything from her first contact with the small belhop, to his last gasps, seeing his crushed face, looking past her large belly, seeing his destruction over her curves. Unknowingly she started to smile and slightly bounce in her seat, the cab driver looking back to only wonder about the huge woman bouncing and swaying in his cab.

Upon reaching the next hotel, a mere ten blocks from her last one, she got out, paid the driver, and watched as another bellboy carried her bags to the front desk. She checked in, paid through the week-"No crushing the staff here," she told herself-and made her way to her room. She was there a short time before she found herself bored, and in need of getting some air. So she dressed up, wearing a pair of dress pants which clung tightly around her thighs and butt, and a blue blouse, taking the elevator to the lobby. She made her way out dressed to the nines, and hailed another cab. She had hours left before she had to meet her friend for dinner and drinks, so she had to find something to amuse herself with till then. She was looking online on her cell phone, for any bbw clubs or parties in the area, and found a hotspot named Club Jiggle. A weekly club for big girls to come dance. Giving the cabby the directions, she was on her way, knowing it was early yet, though still hoping to come upon some fun.

A short ride later she was there, walking through the front doors, pleased to find that the place was fairly full, all with big beautiful women in their skimpy outfits. She waddled to the bar, and ordered a drink to get herself relaxed. Four drinks later she was feeling very loose, and made her way to the dance floor. The song playing was one of her favorites and soon she found herself dancing and moving to the music. After a while a short young nerdy man moved next to her and started dancing with her. She smiled and danced with him, making sure to give him a few bumps with her large thighs, each bump almost sending him to the floor. Yet the little guy was a trooper and held his own. They danced for a few more songs and then made their way to the bar for a couple more drinks. After some casual chatting, the little man managed to pull up the nerve to ask Beth back to his place. She smiled and accepted.

Not twenty minutes later they were both on their way to his place, Beth sitting in the passenger seat, her fat overflowing to the driver's, sending the nerdy man into a frenzy. Upon making it to his apartment, Jeff-the nerdy fellow's name-got out and made sure to walk around to left Beth out. Beth took his hand, feeling more then a bit tipsy from her drinks, and got out of the car. Soon they were both heading up the few steps to Jeff's apartment.

Upon entering, Jeff offered Beth another drink, which she happily accepted. Another two of these and Beth was quite drunk. She found herself unable to control her lust, and the next time Jeff found himself seated next to her on the couch, Beth got up and then dropped down onto his lap, planting her fat ass over his small legs and chest. Leaning back so that her back fat smothered his face. It didn't last long however, as she qucikly got up to see a very happy looking nerdish guy with his glasses needing adjustment. Before he could say one word he was being pulled off the couch and onto the floor by Beth. The small man was in wonderment, thinking he had finally found his lucky woman, as never before had he moved so quickly with a woman. His amazement and smiles quickly faded however when Beth positioned herself over his tiny form and then dropped butt first onto his chest. All of his air was pushed out from his body, and he was still wondering what was happening as Beth pulled his face deep into the lower part of her belly, smothering him.

After two hours of constant abuse at the hands-and feet and but and weight-of Beth, Frankie has passed out cold, his breathing growing so shallow, Beth had to keep checking his nose to make sure he was still alive. She dragged the battered Bellhop from off the bed where he had last suffered a long smothering from the expense of Beth's huge and low hanging belly, off too the floor and in-between the bed and the loveseat which was in the spacious hotel room. She paused, deliberating at her next move, and then put her massive naked body back into action setting up more fun for herself. She bound the boy's wrists together over his head, and to the frame at the center-side of the bed. Then using her bra which as laying on the floor, she tied his feet together at the ankles, bounding them to the leg of the couch which was parallel to the bed. There this naked tiny Bellhop was, helplessly tied to the bed and couch, spread out on the floor, not even aware of his situation.

Beth waddled into the bathroom and poured a cold glass of water. Walking back, taking a sip or two from the cup-crushing was fun though hard work-she splashed the rest of the water onto the boy's face. He came to with a start, and then found himself in the same position so many unfortunate small people have in the past, staring up at Beth, her goddess-like figure so domination and sexy, each of her rolls of fat and curves adding up to an incredibly large woman, one who was fully bend on having her way, squashing and crushing smaller people for her delight and pleasure. Frankie broke his gaze away from Beth's hanging belly-which was now jiggling with a mind of it's own as she laughed at the boy's struggles to free himself from his restraints.

Frankie was frantically pleading for no more punishment, and Beth just waved him off, her thick fingers and hand cutting not only through the air, but also his cries for help.

"Don't worry little guy, you're just tied cause I wouldn't want you to move and try to escape through the door. See, I've always loved playing on trampolines when I was a girl, though I never knew just how much more fun it was to play with one that could gasp. I'm going to hop on you, all of my sexy ebony fat is going to come slamming down on you over and over and over again." Beth said.

Frankie was now struggling with all of his might-very little of it that it was-to no avail. He was so tightly bound that even when struggling, his body could hardly move enough to buck and sway out of the way of Beth.

Stepping up on his stomach, his tiny body being flattened into the floor, Beth looked down at the Bellhop's face and asked playfully, "I wonder how many hops it'll take before your lungs pop out?" And then she set off, hopping into the air and coming down straight away onto his stomach with all of her near 450lbs. The room below them was luckily empty, or else the front desk would have received many calls wondering about an earthquake which had stuck the building. Repeatedly Beth hopped up and them came crashing down onto Frankie's rapidly flattening body. After the fifth leap, Beth felt the coming of a massive orgasm, and by the tenth leap, she felt the second. Beth and each of her bouncing pounds of fat were electrified by the 15th hop, when  she looked down to see the Bellhop's strained face, his mouth agape, his eyes rolled back into his skull. The booming sound of her falls filled the room, though her ears were only focused on the last gasps of air her "toy" had in his body, replaced with the sounds of his ribs cracking, and soon nothing. After reaching her third and final orgasm, Beth stopped hopping, and just stood still on the boy's destroyed body till she felt her own body calm down. Stepping off she looked at another victim of her glorious fat, smiled wide, and then walked into the bathroom to shower.

Later on she untied the Bellhop, and left him on the floor till early morning-which came fast enough as she had spend many of the night hours crushing him. She prepared her things, checked the hallway for any passerbys, and then carried the crumpled body of the Bellhop to the garbage chute, and let him go. She was fully dressed and checked out, hours before anyone even realized the boy was missing.

Frankie's small limp body was laying on the floor, one of the the hotel towels which he worked for wrapped around his lower half. The towel covered his small body down from his waist to his ankles. He looked very much like a deflated adult under an airplane blanket. The same sized towel however hardly covered much of Beth at all. Frankie was laying on the floor, staring up and the jello-like jiggling of Beth's rolls of fat as she walked across the room and back, pacing slowly and sensuously in front of him, watching Frankie's body tense each time she passed by, knowing he was trying to prime his skin and bones for another crushing from her.

Beth was delighted with her stay at the hotel so far, she wasn't expecting to have found a suitable small victim so easily. And yet here she was, calculating exactly how to attack this pencil thin boy with her large, luscious body. Frankie stayed quite, too scared to move, and too excited by what this huge woman would do next.

Beth cut her pacing short in midstep, and walked towards the bellhop, watching his chest rise and fall with a quickened pace by her growing closeness. She bend at the waste, her belly folding over her hands as they held on to her massive thighs as she did so. Then, sliding out her thick fingers from under her flab, she brought her index finger down to the now very frightened bellhop, and slowly tapped as she talked.

"This is not going to be a great night for tiny bellhops." Beth said, her face broadening out into a large grin. Then  wshe dropped right down, bringing both of her thick knees dead center into the young man's stomach. Instantly his face went red, his eyes squinting with pain. Beth's knees, followed by with the incredible 440lbs of fat totally crushed his stomach, ironing it out so that it felt paper thin to her as she balanced herself on him, both of her hands on either side of Frankie's body. Frankie's feet and head began to toss from side to side as his body tried to deal with what was happening, shaking Beth and her massive hanging breasts over him, casting a shadow over him in the hotel room light. She giggled as her breasts swayed back and forth, and at how small and pathetic the boy looked under her. Using her hands for leverage, she began bouncing slightly on his stomach, Frankie feeling his insides being flattened and moved with each movement of this black goddess. He began moaning something unintelligible to Beth, what she was sure was pleads for his life. beth decided she didn't' want to finish off the bellhop so soon, as well as being a bit tired from holding herself up. She hopped up again, higher then any of her previous efforts, and straightened out, then dropped in a mini slash of her full body on the poor Frankie. It was better then the feeling of his organs being crushed, yet he could still hardly breath with his face and head being buried under the breasts of Beth. beth looks on either side of her gorgeous fat body, loving how  he disappeared under her, totally invisible from anyone who would be looking on as she laid on him. She then slowly stroked his hair, saying, "Don't worry tiny, you've got hours of life under my body left for you."

Holding his face tight and deep into her large breasts, Beth dragged the small bellhop towards the bathroom of the hotel room. When Frankie-as it said on his name tag-was released from his imprisonment of his smothering, his eyes having to adjust to the light of the bathroom. Beth shoved the small man backward, him tripping on the side of the bathtub and falling into it, hitting his head against the wall of the shower. He sat there dazed, trying to fully understand what was happening as Beth began to undress.

"It's been such a long trip here, I've been dying for a bath all day." She began as she unbuttoned her blouse. Frankie looked on at the huge breasts and rolls of fat on Beth as she dropped her blouse and unhooked her bra. She continued to talk to her new victim as she struggled to free her curves from her tight jeans. "Wow, I can't believe how tight these have gotten on me. I'm surprised I haven't burst out of them by now." Soon she managed to get them down to her ankles, stepping out of them and turning around, giving Frankie a stunning view of her incredibly wide ass. She reached around her sides and pulled her thong loose from it's deep entrapment in her ass. He was stunned, as if witnessing a magic trick of fat, Frankie hadn't even been aware of Beth wearing a thong, it was so encased under her rolls of flesh. Soon that too fell around her ankles.

"Ah, that's much better. Nice to finally be able to breath again. Hehe, you'll be thinking that in a moment." Beth said, reaching down to the twenty-something bellhop who was frozen in place in the tub. Beth began pulling at his uniform, Frankie trying to struggle slightly, then giving up by the time he was barebacked. Soon he was sitting in the tub with nothing but his underwear, a very small white boy who couldn't look more helpless.

"Look at you, you're so tiny. How much do you weigh, 130lbs?" Beth asked, her hands on her hips, swaying her low hanging belly while she talked. Frankie was staring at her belly jiggling and swaying as he answered, his voice barely a whisper.

"I weigh 123lbs."

"My goodness, you are tiny. Lets see, thats about 320lbs less then I weigh. I wonder how well you are going to handle me crushing you in that tub. Lay out, now!" Beth commanded.

Frankie did as he was told, as if in a trance by this astonishingly fat woman. He did as he was told, positioning his bony body in the bathtub as he was told. He kept his head to the side so he could watch Beth's body as she moved towards the bathtub, and turned on the hot water. Frankie's small feet flinched to the hot water, a singal to Beth to add a bit cold water to the mix.

"Ok tiny, here I come. Enjoy your last breath." Beth said as she stepped into the tub, one of her feet finding it's ground on Frankie's lower stomach. The small bellhop began to groan with pain of the pressure of Beth leaning forward with all of her weight, stepping fully into the tub and bringing her other foot down on his stomach. Beth was now standing fully onto the bellhop's tiny body. The water began filling the tub, it's rushing sound combining with Frankie's sounds of pain. Beth took one last look down at the helpless bellhop, then turned around in place on his stomach, so that now the completeness of Frankie's view was of Beth's huge naked butt and body. Then she began to lower the massive butt down, dropping onto the poor boy's face and chest, cause a large splash in the tub as she landed. Beth stretched out her large thighs, completely covering the rest of Frankie's body as she sat back on him, his face buried in the fat of her lower back, he chest completely crushed under her ass.

"There we go, much much better, don't you agree?" Beth said, bouncing a bit and laughing at the splashing water. Her only answer was that of Frankie's body twitching under her, struggling to survive under her.

Melissa made dinner for Beth and the two women sat around afterwards, making their way through a couple bottles of red wine, and soon it was late enough for Beth to take her leave. They made plans to get together the next night after Melissa got off of work, and then a cab was called for Beth.

Twenty minutes later beth was standing at the front desk of her hotel, checking in. The bellhop who came around to take her bags was obviously in awe of Beth as soon as he laid eyes on her. She could tell he had never seen such a big woman in the flesh before, and she got off on how wide his eyes opened at her mountainous body.

"Uh...right this way, ma'am." The meek bellhop said, leading her to the elevators.

Once inside, Beth leaned against the back of the elevator, moving her huge butt back and worth againist the wall, staring straight ahead. She could feel the small bellhop trembling next to her, his eyes dancing from her movement to the doors of the elevator.

DING!

The bellhop walked out of the lift, carrying Beth's bags. He listened to each of her footsteps as she walked behind him down the hallway. When he stopped at her room door, Beth "accidentally" kept walking, bumping him with her belly into the door.

"Oops...sorry little man." Beth said with a grin.

The bellhop turned around, stuttering out an "ok". Beth decided. The night would end with him crushed under her body.

He opened the door for them, and lead her inside. He placed her bags down on the floor next to the bed, and was turning to leave-wanting to get away from huge fat woman he felt had evil things in mind for him.

"Running off, already?" Beth said, slipping out of her shoes. "You haven't even shown me where the mini-fridge is  yet."

"Oh...yes, um sorry. It's right over here," the bellhop said, walking towards the small white fridge located next ot the entertainment center of the room. Beth maneuvered behind him, so that when he bent slightly to open the mini-fridge's door, the bottom of her belly was rest on his lower back. The bellhop stopped moving, frozen in his helpless position with this huge woman leaning over him. Beth pressed more of her engulfing belly into him as she spoke, "I saw you looking at me. You've never seen such a fat woman before have you?"

The bellhop simply shook his head slowly from side to side, gesturing that no he hadn't.

"Well then, you're in for a treat. Do you have any idea how much I weigh?" Beth said, placing her hand upon his hair, running her thick fingers through his light brown hair.

"No ma'am." The bellhop said, sweat now dripping from his terrified body.

"I'm about 450lbs. Four hundred and fifty pound of fat black Goddess." Beth said. She lef go of the bellhops hair and grabbed him by the shoulders. Lifting him to his standing height and spinning him around to face her. He was eye level with her breasts, the small bellhop not being any taller then 5'3.

The small bellhop was staring straight at Beth's massive breasts, her blouse struggling to contain them. He broke trance to look up at Beth's face which was beaming with a grin as it always did when she found new prey. He only got a glimpse, as Beth then grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face into her breasts, smothering him into darkness...

Beth wiggled her wide girth out of the cab, paying the dumbstruck cabbie the fare from the airport to Beth's friend's house. He was shocked when the huge woman flagged her down, and had been trying to catch more and more peeks at her body in the rearview mirror the whole drive over. Beth noticed this of course, and spend the ride over coyly looking out the window of the cab while rubbing the massive belly that laid out in front of her on her lap.  The cabbie drove off, almost driving off the road as he watched were in his rearview mirror. Beth giggled to herself and walked up the front steps, ringing the bell of her old friend's house.

Melissa opened the door and didn't recognize her best friend for the first few moments. Then it clicked. "Oh my god, Beth's gotten HUGE!" she thought.

"Beth what are you doing here!?" Melissa said, regaining her composure and reach out to hug Beth.

"I just thought it had been too long since I hung out with Skinny Mini," Beth said with a laugh, hugging her small friend back. Beth held the hug just a few moments longer then Melissa felt she should have, appling a bit more pressure then Melissa expected. Melissa felt her petite frame sinking into Beth's fat for the briefest of moments before they broke their embrace.

The two women walked into Melissa's house, chatting and catching up immediately. Melissa hadn't seen Beth in years and was very happy to get the chance to catch up with her old friend. They sat in her living room and chatted, three hours went by like nothing as they talked and laughed about old times.

"So where are you staying in LA?" Melissa got around to asking.

"Well I got a room at the small hotel down the road. They had a nice enough website so thats what I went with," Beth answered.

"Oh you mean the Magic Castle Hotel? Yea that is a good one. They have a great restaurant as well."

"Now thats the best news I heard all day," Beth said with a smile.

"I can see that, girl. You definitely look like you put on a few since I last saw you." Melissa said, leaning forward and playfully poking Beth's large soft belly.

Beth laughed and then said, "That's right. I'm a little over 440lbs I think. And I love it. Haven't felt so sexy in my life."

"That's great to hear. You do look breathtaking," her friend said.

"Girl, you have no idea..."

The plane's tired hit the pavement of LAX's runway as it reached it's destination. Beth sat back still crushing the teenage boy under her monstrous weight, he had spent the last 6 hours buried under the expanse of her butt, her fat overflowing into each inch of the two seats, smothering him in and out of conciseness repeatedly throughout the flight. Several times over the last few hours Beth found herself sure the boy was pancaked terminally under her fat body, only to find herself pleasantly surprised when she felt a small tingle of struggle from one of his limbs, his chest rising softly, pushing against her tightly stretched jeans.

Once again Beth waited till it was clear, most of the passengers having made their way off the plane, past the flight attendants. The she grabbed the seat in front of her, and using her arms, lifted her body up and off the now crumpled teen. She side stepped into the hallway, taking just a few moments to looked down and the boy. His hair was a mess, low hanging jeans and his t-shirt both a wrinkled mess. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly agape with his tiny red tongue sticking out between his cute lips.  "Oooo...if only I had more time with this one. I'd love to see him suck my toes with those cute little lips of his while I caved in his chest." Beth thought.

Then, breaking her trance, she reached overhead and grabbed her carry-on bag and made her way towards the exit, either side of her rolls of fat and things rubbing and bumping into the chairs down the aisle.

The days passed, and soon Beth found herself boarding a plane to California. After checking in most of her bags, giving the snotty looking blond bimbo who was the flight attendant a dirty look, she was squeezing her way down the isle of the plane towards her seat. Her massive girth made the situation difficult, both of her rolling curves rubbing against either side of the isle as she made her way towards the back of the plane, seat 73G. As she got there she saw a older teenage in raggy clothes sitting in the window seat. He looked like he had dozed off while listening to his ipod.

"Oh now, I couldn't," Beth thought to herself. But of course this was followed by her squasher logic. "Nobody will even notice it. He looks tiny, I bet I could totally engulf him in the seat." Beth looked around, happy to see she was one of the few passengers who had yet boarded the plane. She quickly shoved her carry on bag into the overhead compartment, and then carefully too hold of the teen by the shoulders. She moved him down towards the window seat, so that he was half sitting, have laying over on both seats. Then she turned around, knowing that time was running out, and slowly lowered herself butt first on the sleeping and unknowing boy. Her tight jeans made it hard to bend so slowly, she felt as if she was going to burst right out of them. A few inches short of contact, she couldn't hold it back and dropped fulling on the boy. His face and head was facing upwards, she had carefully positioned him like this so he would get no free space to scream out in pain, and just enough to room to get air. Though she wasn't very worried about him. In a matter of moments Beth had turned the thin boy into a mile high cushion. She looked on either side, happy to see she was totally covering both seats, her lovely rolls even overflowing onto the armrests. She bounced a bit in her seat, imagining the horror and pain the poor boy under her must be going through, and settled back for the flight.

By the afternoon beth had decided it was time to finish getting ready for her flight to LA. She rolled off the couch, hearing the predicable gasping of air from Jenna who had been laid out beneath her.

"Oh little girl, I'm all done with you for now. Time for you to get gone."

Jenna was still catching her breath. Her arms and legs were numb from the sensation of being crushed for so long. Her small petite body felt out of place, as if she was roadkill which had survived, just moving slow and feeling flatter. She crawled off the couch, going sprawling onto the rug. Beth just towered over her, watching the pathetic girl trying to compose herself. The excitement of how completely out of sorts and ravished the small cashier was ran through Beth's body. As fat as she was she could engulf and destroy any average person under her with such ease. She only imagined how badly off this skinny girl would be if Beth's weight was at the 500lb mark. "She would have never survived the night. I would have broken all of her ribs and squished her organs in no time," Beth thought.

Jenna was still crawling on all fours to the door, struggling to freedom and tried making it to her feet when she hit the hallway. She rose to her knees, and fell back against the wall. She felt Beth walking up to her from behind.

"Having trouble?" Beth said over Jenna's shoulder.

Beth reached out to Jenna, spinning her around so she was face to face with her. "Looks like you took quiet the pounding. So, how'd you like being devoured under my ass, and Tami's?" Beth asked.

Jenna couldn't even bring herself to match Beth's eyes, only saying, "it was...too much."

Beth beamed at hearing the girls words. Beth had planned on pushing her past her limits, something she apparently wasn't able to do in the supermarket earlier in the week. Beth started taking steps closer to the girl, soon her massive belly rubbing upon Jenna's flat body, pushing her backwards towards the door.

"Now anytime you're feeling strong again, you just come on by. You know I loved hearing your little squeals and begs under my belly. Feeling your body fight to live under my fat...it's quite addicting. But it's time for you to run along home now. If you stay here any longer I don't think I'll be able to stop myself from dropping this fat ass on your head just to hear it pop under me."

Jenna's eyes filled with fear has she continued to back petal towards the door. Once her back brushed up against it, she tried to turn to open it, but found that Beth was still walking forward pushing her. Soon Jenna was pressed up against the door, Beth's massive belly and breasts hardly concealed under her shirt pressing more and more into her. Jenna started up at Beth's eyes for the first time since getting off the couch, seeing the huge woman's eyes open wide, surveying the damage she could inflict one last time. Jenna's chest began to concave inwards, limiting her airflow to her lungs. Beth keep leaning more and more of her awesome weight in. Beth's breasts overflowed onto Jenna's face, burying her in smothering fat, while her rolls of fat squeezed into and around Jenna, touching the sides of the door on either side of Jenna. Beth rocked from side to side, dragging Jenna's frame along with her with ease. Goosebumps rose on Beth's arms and neck as she could feel Jenna's lips moving as they were engulfed in her breasts, no doubt screaming for air or help or both.

And just as quickly as the belly smothering began, it ended, with Beth backing way, leaving Jenna to fall to a heap on the floor. Beth turned around and walked back towards the living room of the apartment, showing she cared now for the condition of Jenna in the slightest. Jenna found her way to her feet once again, then felt a trickle of blood come from her nose. She dabbed at the blood with her fore-finger, then looked once more and Beth as she waddled away. The thought of Beth dropped her full 440+lbs on her tiny face and head ran through Jenna's mind, the wide girth of Beth's ass in the air, the fallout being the total of Jenna's head. Her skull and face being decimated under the avalanche of Beth's black fat. Jenna quickly turned around and fled out the door into the building, making her way out and away as quickly as possible...

Jenna awoke to sunlight on her face. The night had past and she felt an incredible weight on her chest and stomach. Then it all came back to her. The night before, the thousand pound drop she took from the huge women who held her captive. She lifted her head and found the reason to the intense pressure she felt. Beth had fallen asleep while sitting on her on the couch. Tami was long gone, leaving Beth to herself and her cushion. Jenna couldn't move her arms at all as they were pinned under the girth of Beth. Soon Beth came around, looking around till she herself recalled where she was.

"Good morning, cushion. Sleep well?"

"Please...I can't take anymore...get off..." Jenna was once again pleading for freedom out from under Beth's 440lbs.

"Oh you want air? You got it." Beth lifted her titanic bulk up off Jenna. Fooling the girl into thinking she had a moment to fill her lungs. The moment ended just as soon as it began as Beth side-stepped to the left and dropped down onto Jenna's face and chest, loving the sensation of Jenna's still open mouth trying to close under her fat and failing. She could feel the girl twitching and shaking under her, trying to fight for air. A futile action.

Grinding her huge black body into the girl, feeling each bump of the helpless face underneath her with each motion Beth wondered out loud: "So what should I eat for breakfast..."

Beth was sitting on the couch, polishing off a half gallon of chocolate chip cookie dough when she heard her doorbell. She buzzed Tami in and a few minutes later answered the knock at the door. Tami was wearing her new black spandex pants she had bought the weekend before for her dance class, and a button up red blouse.

"Damn girl, that spandex looks like it's barely holding on to your fat ass." Beth said laughingly, giving Tami a hug and a kiss on the cheek as she let her friend in.

"You're one to talk, looks like you've been emptying out the supermarket, oh wait you have. From food to staff." Tami replied. Both the girls got a laugh at that, a deep beautiful giggle that coursed through their bodies, electrifying each roll and inch of fat with movement.

The two massive women strode into the living room, the apartment absorbing the sounds of their heavy footfalls.

"So where is this wannabe crush-toy anyways?" Tami asked Beth.

"Beth walked to the couch in the living room saying, "Oh I don't know, take a guess," as she dropped back onto the sofa, a small squeal coming from beneath the cushions of the couch. Tami smiled wide, and walked over to the couch next to her friend, positioning her massive body over the little bit of seating there was left next to Beth, saying: "Umm...the kitchen?" Tami then did her own drop onto the helpless girl and couch. Jenna couldn't believe the added weight, Beth must not have been lying after all, her friend had to be close to six hundred pounds at least. Jenna was quickly running out of air, every fiber of her petite body was on fire under the avalanche of fat the two women were giving her.

Beth and Tami meanwhile were having the time of their lives, laughing and chatting about how the poor girl must be doing under them as they opened the box of dozen donuts and started picking through it.

Soon the box was empty, and both women were patting their overhanging bellies with pride.

"Well lets see if she's even still alive under there," Beth said, boosting her body up off the couch, Tami following suit. They lifted off the couch cushions and there laid Jenna, throughly squashed. Her eyes were squinting in the life from the living room, adjusting after being encased in darkness for so long. She was able to make out Tami in a moment, and let out an audible, "Oh my god."

"That's right, Tiny. I just weighed myself last week. You're looking at over 570lbs of sexy fat woman." Tami said, doing a little twirl to show the still girl all of her mountainous frame.

"i told you little girl, you didn't know what you were asking for," Beth said. "I hope you didn't have any plans for tomorrow, cause I don't see you surviving the night. When we are done crushing you to paste, you're just gonna be a little stain on my rug."

"I..." Jenna was still in the process of catching her breath. "I think I changed my mind. I've had enough. let me go," she continued.

Beth turned to Tami and spoke as if Jenna never let out a peep. "You know, this skinny bitch gives a wonderful foot massage. Highly trained in using her tongue."

"Oooo! I haven't had one of them in a long while. I want one." Tami said.

"In a bit. First i think she needs to be ironed out a bit more. Give me a hand, I have an idea." Beth said.

A half hour later, Jenna was tired to Beth's weight bench-much in the same fashion Vlad had been. Both of her arms out against her sides, rope bounding her to the bench.

"I don't know, we might just finish her off with this one," Tami said to Beth.

"Oh now, she can take it, can't you little girl?" At this point Jenna began shaking her head violently, pleading and crying at the same time to be let go.

On either side of Jenna, was Tami and Beth. Tami was standing one of Beth's footstools, her four foot butt pointed directly over Jenna's stomach and legs. beth was on the other side of the bench, Leaning over onto a chair from the kitchen, her wide ass also over Jenna, the shadow of it being cast over Jenna's tearful face and chest. Both SSBBW's were at least two feet higher then the bench, which Beth had lowered down.

"Okay, girl. On three, just fall back. Lets see just how loud this uppity skinny girl goes crunch." Beth said. "One...two...THREE!"

both Tami and Beth dropped back from their height, and came crashing down onto the bound girl's body at the same time. The living room let out a huge whallop of sound combining with the slapping sound of fat on the collision of both huge women on the bench. Their bodies were touching on their sides, each of their rolls of fat going through after effects. After they settled onto the bench, Tami turned to Beth's ear and said, "Wow girl, that was incredible. Get up so we can see if she's still breathing."

"No not yet, I'm enjoying the feeling of her crushed face under my ass..."

Beth chatted away with Tami, occasionally doing a slight hop on the small helpless Asian girl, till Tami finally asked: "Girl, what is that sound I keep hearing?"

"The reason why I called. Remember that annoying little cashier, the snotty skinny girl I told you about. Well as we speak, I got her under my feet. What you're hearing is her little gasps." Beth answered.

"You're kidding? Cause I don't like to be teased." Tami mockingly warned.

"Not a bit, big girl. Apparently the crushing I gave her the other night wasn't enough. She came knocking on my door just a while ago begging for more. Guess I just didn't do a good enough job last time-now speaking to Jenna on the floor-did I?!"

Jenna's face was totally red now, all of the blood being rushed to her head and legs as this huge woman trampled her, Beth's thick bare feet crushing down Jenna's small stomach; flattening it out into the kitchen floor.

"Oh my god, you don't let her go anywhere. I'll be over in twenty. Oh damn, looks like I finally get to try out my new spandex dance pants." Tami said, her voice being carried by her excitement."

"Just hurry up, I don't know how much longer I can hold out from turning this little thing into a Chinese pancake.   Oh, and stop by Dunkin', I have a feeling we're gonna be working up a nice hunger."

Beth hung up with Tami and leaned forward, the shift in weight making Jenna wince and groan with agony.

"Well you wanted it, so now you're going to get it. You're skinny little body is going to be ravished tonight but a thousand pounds of fat."

Jenna's mind filled with all the fantastical and frightening possibilities of what Beth had said, leaving her mouth agape to try to breath, when Beth lifted her right foot up and brought her toes to Jenna's lips. Beth was holding onto both sides of the doorway entrance to the kitchen for support, glaring down at Jenna's face, which was now all but covered by her large luscious foot.

"Now if you don't want me to just hop right up onto that pretty little head of yours and squash it like a grape, you better start sucking those toes." Beth told the now teary eyed cashier. Jenna pressed her lips to Beth's toes, kissing them first, an then taking them into her mouth, sucking and licking each one. Beth giggled in delight at the sensation of the gasps of cool air that erupted from Jenna's mouth with each small hop she took on the poor girls' stomach. Oh yes, tonight was going to be fun...

A few days later from her late stop at the supermarket, Beth was at home getting a few last details squared away for her trip to California. Last minute packing, calling a few friends to let them know where she was heading, etc. Pulling the zipper on her last suitcase, she heard the bell ring.

Beth pulled a sweatshirt over her body-she had been packing in nothing but a bra and workout shorts-deep purple spandex shorts that saw no working out at all, except when trying to contain the overwhelming fat which made up Beth's butt and thighs-and made her way to the door.

In hindsight, Beth would have loved to have seen the look of surprise on her face when she poened the door to see the small thin Asian cashier from the supermarket standing before her.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Beth asked.

"I'm sorry...i asked Jeffery the delivery boy where you lived...I just I, " The skinny girl trailled off into a small mumble.

"Speak up, I didn't hear what you said. Why are you here?"

"I wanted to know if...if you could squash me more." Jenna the cashier said.

beth was shocked for the second time. After the through squashing she had given the snotty girl, she hadn't expected to ever see her again, especially at the market, where she was sure the cashier wold have quit out of fear of Beth's warning.

"Let me get this straight, little girl. You want to be crushed under me again?" Beth asked.

"Yes...I...I want to be flattened under you more."

Beth couldn't believe her ears. She had thought she put the small Asian girl through hell, yet here she was asking for more. But how could Beth turn her away, she couldn't pass up a chance to squash up such a smaller person, let alone one who was basically saying that Beth hadn't done a good enough job before.

"Ok, little girl. Come on inside," Beth said, moving to the side to allow Jenna entry into the apartment. Beth's belly was so large though, that Jenna had to turn to her side to try to squeeze through the small hall beyond the door. Just as she was halfway past Beth, Beth slammed the door behind her, and leaned into the 90lb girl. Jenna began to gasp out, Beth leaning more and more weight into her, putting her arms up, each of her thick hands on the wall as she leaned her full weight into the girl.

"So you like this, huh? You like being squashed by all my fat?" Beth asked the now red-face between her and the wall. "Then you'll get more. More then you ever thought you could handle.'

Beth backed away, Jenna taking in fresh breaths and looking up to the massive woman. "Come here, i have to make a call," beth said, taking Jenna's small hand in hers and leading her into the kitchen. "Get on the floor." Beth commanded.

Jenna's eyes grew wide, yet she did as the huge black woman commanded. laying on her back looking up at Beth. Her massive belly squeezing out from under the too small sweatshirt, her mountainous legs, dark and packed with curves. Beth picjed up the cordless phone from the kitchen counter and then leaps onto the girls chest. Jenna was shocked, expecting a slow step onto her body, not the tidal wave of 440lbs coming crashing down onto her small chest and breasts. Beth cared not for the girl she was crushing under her toes, she just dialed away, calling her good -and close to six hundred pound-friend Tami...

Checking her watch, Beth realized it was getting late, and didn't want to hang around too long in the store after it was suppose to be empty. She had finished off the last of her Twinkies as well as her soda, and Beth was finally feeling full.

"And how you doing down there, Miss Pancake?" Beth asked the gasping girl engulfed under the avalanche of fat. Beth began swaying back and forth, feeling each one of Jenna's bones under her. She loved the change in tone that she got from the poor Jenna as she moved. Actually hearing the air being steamrolled out of her from her lower chest to mouth.

"How does this feel, skinny girl? I'm not getting too heavy for you, am I? I know I've been stuffing my belly with the best your store has to offer for a while now, have you felt the added pounds? You'll probably never know how powerful it feels, with each step i feel my beautiful body sway and swing. Knowing with the simple act of sitting on an unlucky victim like you, I can totally conquer you small frame, sending it into shock as it tries to withstand my fat. I've been sitting here thinking of whether I should just spin around and lower this," reaching behind and patting the impossibly wide butt of hers, "huge ass onto your little face and smother you away forever. How would you like that, feeling your last breath trapped in your lungs, your face growing flatter and flatter as my 430 plus pounds crushes it."

Jenna began shaking her head back and forth in a desperate cry of "NO", which Beth felt and relished. Sitting on her stomach, her belly overflowing onto her amazing thighs, she couldn't even tell she was sitting on someone, aside the shaking and quivering of Jenna's body, and the long black hair laying between her legs.

Beth continued: "But I think I'll let you survive. See I know you've been stealing from your store, probably for a long while. And if you tell anyone about what happened here tonight, I'll make sure your boss finds out, and I'm sure he'd just love to press charges against a little thief like you."

Laying back, and bending her knees, so that her thick knees were on wither side of the Asian's head. Beth pulled her huge dark belly up and out of her spandex jeans, and let it slap down on Jenna's face. Leaning forward, she could now see Jenna's face, or what was left of it after her stomach spilled over it. Looking at Jenna's wide eyes, the rest of her face smothered in Beth's fat.

"But not only that, little girl. I'll come back and I'll bring some of my friends. Just picture that. Huge women dropping their bodies on you over and over, your helpless cries for help, my fat friends and I crushing you to dust. Now it's time for you to go to sleep, bitch." Beth finished, leaning forward so that all of Jenna's face and head was trapped in Beth's belly. She stayed like that for a while, till Jenna's kicks and struggles died out, when beth was sure the girl had passed out.

making her way to her feet, Beth composed herself, and walked to the front of the store. She grabbed a few plastic bags and filled them with assorted treats. Then she strode out into the night, leaving the passed out cashier in the store alone and completely squashed.

An empty box of cookies later, Beth rolled off to her side, and made her way back to her feet.  Jenna was laying still, besides the slow movement of her arms and legs and she struggled to move-unsuccessfully-and the coarse deep breathing she was doing. Beth loved looking down at the crumpled girl, admiring her own handywork. It felt so good to get back to what filled her with light more than anything-even eating. Squashing, flattening smaller people with her growing body. it was a new level of self love for sure. Never more did she feel like the Nubian Goddess she was then when using every inch of her body to overpower and engulf others.

Beth was needing something to help wash down the dozens of cookies she had eaten while on the annoying cashier, so she began walking towards the poor frame of the cashier. Bringing each of her steps down with authority, making sure the girl squeezing on the floor could hear and feel Beth coming, she walked back to the girl, and then stepped up and onto her back. Beth's large foot coming solely down onto Jenna's lower back, trampling the already thin 24inch waist of the girl. Jenna let out a painful grunt and yelp. Beth just kept walking forward, bringing her other food down on Jenna's upper back, crushing the girls small lungs and tiny breasts into the floor. Beth paused for a moment, as if regarding the foodstuffs on the shelf next to her with great interest. She looked down over the expanse of her gorgeous belly and pictured how the nasty cashier's body was holding up under her near quarter ton of weight. The girl's organs and ribcage being pulverized with a force they had never believe possible.

Jenna was near blacking out, her mind racing with what was happening to her. This fat bitch is going to crush me to death, she thought. She wanted to yell for help, but couldn't bring forth enough air to do so with beth standing on her back.

Beth grew with a perfectly lovely idea.

"Oh look at here," she said, making sure her voice was able to be heard over Jenna's constant groans. Jenna couldn't move her neck or head far enough to either side to see what the huge woman was referring to. "I just love Twinkies. One of my favorites, you know," Beth said with a giggle. Her full breasts, and hanging fat jiggling along with her, the movement sending small waves to her feet. Jenna felt the shockwaves of crush and began to cry out in pain even further.

"I just hate it when they put them all the way on the top shelf. Looks like I'm gonna have to hop to get them."

Jenna's thoughts and cries froze when she heard that. This woman couldn't be serious, jumping on her back would crush her spine. She frantically tried to move, to somehow unbalance Beth. It was useless of course. He small 85lb body found it impossible to offer and fight to move. Beth laughed outloud at the girls struggles once again.

"Skinny girl, you're not going anywhere. I just hope that pathetic thin body can take this. I don't want to break you yet, there so much time and goodies left to enjoy." Beth said. And with that, her large thick arms reaching out to the box of Twinkies on the high shelf, Beth bent at the knees and hopped up. her fingers just missed the box by inches, but she didn't miss Jenna when she landed. The tightly wound muscles of Jenna's back cracked loudly when Beth came crashing down on them with both feet, the sound traveling throughout the store. The thin Asian girls head also bounced back and forward, as did the rest of her limbs in response to the destruction force of Beth's body landed on her small back. Jenna found herself in a daze, and was barely able to make out what Beth said next.

"Darn, looks like I missed them. Lets try again," Beth said, unable to keep the giggle out of her voice. Once again she leap up, this time grabbing the box of Twinkies before coming down on Jenna's hopeless body with a double stomp.

To anyone watching, it would seem unreal, the height of from which this huge fat woman was coming down onto another person, let alone someone of such small meager size. Each part of her fat shaking and bouncing along with her, the rolls of her sides and belly totally visible from under the tight purple blouse and black spandex pants Beth was wearing.

Once again, upon beth landing on her back, Jenna's limbs jumped from the force, this time when her head came back down, it made contact with the hard ground, knocking her out cold. Shockingly her ribs did not break from the titanic force of Beth's trampling.

Beth stepped down and surveyed her work. Slipping her foot under Jenna's arm and lifting, she spun the girl around so that she was now on her back. Once again beth witnessed the results of such a massive trampling. The annoying girl was out cold. Beth, very pleased with herself, walked to the end of the aisle and grabbed a 2-liter bottle of Pepsi from off the shelf, holding the box of Twinkies under her arm like a trophy. When she got back to the crushed girl on the floor, she turned and slowly sat her wide backside down, dropping the last few feet to the girls flat chest. Bringing her fantastic thick thighs forward, she laid them over Jenna's head, leaving a small amount of space between their smothering fat for Jenna's tiny nose to breathe.

Twisting open the cap of the soda and opening the box of Twinkies, beth simply sat on the girl, squashing her into what would soon be a grease-spot on the floor, and stuffed herself, smiling and loving each bite.

Beth wasted no time getting down to business with Jenna. She dragged the now-fairly subconscious girl from the heap she was in next to the counter, across the cold floor of the market and into aisle five. Beth's favorite aisle. This was the home of all the various sweets the store had to offer. Everything from Chips and sugar snacks, to cakes and cookies. Beth was causally browsing around-as if she didn't already have most of the inventory memorized long ago-and came to a haul at a row of double stuffed Oreos. Her tongue dragged across her lips sensually. Dropping Jenna's foot, it falling with a thud on the hard cold floor; Beth reached for and opened a fresh package of the Oreos.

Jenna watched from the floor as this incredibly wide black woman brought two Oreos to her lips, devouring them with a few slow bites, and then beginning the process again with another handful of Oreos as she patted her overhanging belly with her free hand. Jenna had never seen anybody so lost in the act of eating, Beth looked near orgasmic. Jenna had hoped the huge woman was so entranced, that she could crawl away. After a moment of hesitation, she began to turn and lift herself up to all fours, and slink away.

Beth was throughly enjoying herself. She watched from the corner of her eye as the waffler thin girl thought of escape and then tried to slink away. Beth smiled as she watched the Asian's bony shoulders rise , he flat ass sticking out as she tried to crawl away like a dog. Ok, that was far enough, Beth thought to herself.

Jenna felt beth's movement before heard it. She didn't realize that when Beth wanted to, she could maneuver her obese body with the grace and silence of a cat. Soon Jenna had the thick tree-trunk sized legs of Beth on either side of her petite ribcage. Jenna stopped cold, looking over her shoulder and catching and eyeful of Beth's thick, huge soft belly.

"And where do you think you're going, skinny girl?" Beth asked. Then looking up to her right, Beth eyed a red box of soft Chip's Ahoy cookies. "Ah...now these are to die for," Beth said, reaching for the cookies. And as soon as her fingers clasped a hold of the box, Beth kicked out her legs, her 430lbs coming crashing down on Jenna's tiny back. Jenna let out a dire groan as her arms and legs gave out, sending her flat onto the floor with the mountain of fat black goddess on her back. The landed with a large slam, Beth's overly ample ass making a slapping sound against the now flattened flesh of Jenna as she bounced back up slightly from the force of the drop. Jenna felt as if her intestines were going to fly out of her mouth, her body being ravaged by the weight of this woman like toothpaste being squeezed from it's tube.

Beth started laughing, as she opened the box of soft cookies, the sound of Jenna's breathless pleading and moans filling up the air. Placing the open box of cookies down to her side, Beth used her arms for leverage and she lifted her feet off the ground-Jenna feeling the full force of Beth's smashing weight as she did-and with great balance, brought each of her large beautiful feet down on the small girl's head, pushing her poor face into the floor. Wiggling for comfort, Beth said, "I just love the market," taking a large bite of the four small cookies in her hand. 

After finishing off her last "loveseat", Beth decided that she would take some time off from work and visit her best friend in California. She hadn't seen her friend in years, and decided it was time to make the cross country trip to pop in and say hello. In the past Beth and her pal, Melissa were inseparable when they were younger. Beth has always been a fat girl, though Melissa was always considered the "pretty" one. She had a typical wannabe model body while the girls were growing up, and a times others would comment on how poor taste it was for Melissa to hang around with someone so fat, to which Melissa would reply: Beth is beautiful, I wish I had the body she had. This of course always seems sweet to beth, though she didn't think her friend meant it, as she was always watching what she ate, while beth was reaching for seconds or thirds. Yet there loved each other, and still kept in touch online and on the phone, as after high School they both took other paths in life. Melissa decided to start fresh in California, while beth loved New York, and couldn't see herself living anywhere else.

Beth got the time off from work, and made the plans. In a week she'd be flying out for a nice mini vacation.

After Vlad, Beth found her hunger reaching new heights. Both for food and squashing. The thought of growing even larger while listening to the sweet moans and gasps from an unwilling cushion for her fat body, feeling the small struggles of another person under her large luscious fat, each one filling her with delight as she overpowered them so easily; it was ecstasy just day dreaming about it. She knew that she'd have to taste that at least once more before her trip to California. And she had just the victim in mind.

Since moving to her apartment, Beth had made the supermarket around the corner into a second home at times. Some days going to and from up to three times, as she quickly ate most of the sweets she bought just on the way from the market to her door, finding herself coming home with empty bags and a continuing hunger. And each time she was to check out, it seemed she always got the same snotty skinny girl who gave her dirty looks.  Beth usually just glared back a the small Asian girl, her flat chest and bony ass not even knowing what it was like to be a complete woman. But over the last few weeks, with the added feeling of missing out on her squashing, along with the skinny girl's attitude, it seemed it was time to get back to action.

later in the week, after some careful planning, Beth headed to the supermarket a few minutes before closing. What she had been hoping for came true. The small Asian girl was left there alone, no doubt being trusted enough of an employee to close the store herself. Beth waddled up and down the aisles, killing time till she was the last one in the store. it was then that she got lucky. The Asian cashier girl, must have thought the last customer had left, cause she walked to the door and locked it. Turning the sign hanging in the open window around, from OPEN to CLOSED, flicked off the main light in the aisles, covering Beth and the rest of the store in darkness with the exception of the light over the main register. The skinny girl returned to the register and began counting out the nights money, and that's when Beth noticed something. It seemed with every few hundreds the cashier would count out, she would put a few singles in another separate pile on the counter. She's skimming from the store, Beth realized. Beth continued to wait a bit, till the thin young woman was finished, placing the contents of the register into a lock box under the counter, and then sticking the fairly large wad of money left out in her jeans. Right about then is when Beth decided to make her move.

Stepping out of the shadow of the darken aisles, Beth said, "Hey there, twig."

The skinny cashier let out a loud gasp, as Beth had scared her nearly to death. After getting her bearings back, Jenna (the name of the Asian cashier) placed the huge black woman.

"What are you doing her, fatso? The store is closed, no more food for you tonight, get out of here now before I call the cops!"

"I don't think you will," Beth said. "I saw you pocketing money from the register. I wonder how your boss will feel when he finds out you've been robbing from his store, right under his nose."

Jenna stood there trying to calculate what this fat woman could want from her, not even realizing Beth had been stepping closer and closer to her with each word she spoke. Soon it struck her just how huge Beth was.

Beth was now only feet away from the incredibly thin young woman. She must hardly weight 90 pounds, Beth thought to herself. She felt goosebumps down her large body, the math in what was to come was astounding in and of itself. Beth took a few more steps towards Jenna, the small woman backing up till she felt the front of the counter brush against her bony ass. Jenna held out one hand, speaking with an authoritative voice out of nowhere, "What do you want?"

Her answer came in the from of Beth charging her 400plus pounds forward, each bit of her flab jiggling with each step-Beth moved quite fast for a woman of her size-and just as she reached the now terrified Asian girl, Beth pushed out with her belly, colliding with the skinny bitch with a slam. All of Beth's force and weight crushed Jenna into the front of the counter, Jenna blacking out from the shock and pain of the force. Beth stood there for a few moments, holding up Jenna against the counter with her large fat belly. Beth marveled at the size difference, knowing for sure that from the side it would seem as if this small Asian's shoulders and head came from nowhere, and Beth's belly touched either side of the counter around her.

Beth backed away, and the skinny cashier fell to the floor of the market.

"So I've got this nice cushion and the whole market to myself for the whole night it seems. This has possibilities."

...it didn't last long for Vlad.

After a minute of being devoid of air under Beth's huge butt, his legs began to kick around. All of his struggle did nothing to move Beth, who sat upon his head and body like it she was forever made for it. Beth had finished of her pound cake, along with a dozen twinkies in that time, feeling her body fill with love for herself with every bite. Vlad was fighting like crazy to get her huge body up and off him, but to no avail. Beth held herself back from bouncing, knowing it would give him a little bit of air every time she lifted up off him. By the time she was half through the half gallon of chocolate icing cake, Vlad wasn't moving anymore. And she knew he was finished. Smothered to the end under he glorious fat ass. Her body shook in delight, the fact that she had such power to end a life with the simple act of sitting and eating. Knowing of Vlad's demise, she didn't dare stop feasting. Continuously she ate he sweet delightful treats, till her large dark belly felt full...and then she ate a little more. Being beyond full, and having the flattened Vlad under her gave her multiple orgasms. Riding each one out in delight, every inch of her fat body jiggling, Beth reached a new high for herself.

The days felt like months, and soon enough Beth grew bored with the pleading from Vlad. His cries for mercy had grew repetitive for her. She found herself wanting a new victim to suffer under the massive weight she carried around. Early Sunday, Beth decided it was time to move on. Vlad was past the point of any fight at all. Being so hopelessly flattened under Beth, each and every hour of the day, his bones and muscles had been pushed beyond any hope of stoppage of the onslaught he suffered. So it was without any struggle that he let himself get picked up by Beth, and carried into the kitchen. Beth let him drop on the cold floor of the kitchen, walking away to the living room to bring in her "crush bench".

Beth was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants which she had long overgrown, the bottom of her belly bursting through the front of them, every stitch of the cotton struggling against the contorts of her ass. She wore no top, he beautiful hanging dark brown breasts shaking with each of her motions. Vlad was in what came to be his "uniform", nothing but a pair of white briefs. Beth loved the size difference her nude black body presented against his bare white form so much, she forbid him from wearing anything else.

"Ok, little man. I think it's time you went bye-bye under my fat." Beth said with a devilish smile.

Vlad was horrified at the thought of his life being snuffed out under the ass of Beth, however he had came to realize this was his fate long ago. His life was finished once he crossed paths with the mountainous Goddess. He was living each day from that point as her toy-till she tired of him.

Beth pushed the weight bench to a comfortable place right in front of the refrigerator. She opened the door, and warmed to the light from inside. Earlier in the day while Vlad was passed out on the floor of the bathroom after a "dry-off" trampling Beth had delivered him, she went shopping. She splurged a bit, filling the fridge and freezer with assorted half-gallons of ice-cream, pound cakes, whipped cream, and any other sweets she could grab at the supermarket. The clerk behind the counter ( a thin Asian woman Beth thought would look lovely gasping under he weight) gave a dirty look, and then quickly hid her face before the huge black woman saw it. She had a feeling that the fat woman was capable of doing a lot of damage...if only the clerk knew.

Beth helped the weak Vlad to the weight bench, so that he was laying out perfectly on it, his frail legs hanging off the to the sides as his slow rising chest played an "X-marks the spot" for Beth. She then stood over the bench, so that each of her thick thighs were on either side of Vlad's chest, he butt facing the helpless Vlad's face.

Looking over her shoulder and protruding backside, Beth spoke to Vlad: "Ok, little guy. I'm going to sit my 400 plus pounds on you, and squash you out of this world. I'm going to eat and eat, growing even fatter as I smother you to death. I want you to know this is it for you. Any last words, my victim?"

Vlad was about to respond, to beg for his life, knowing it was hopeless, but before he could verbalize a word to Beth, she kicked out her legs and came crashing down on his head and neck. Bringing her legs up on his lower chest and thighs, totally engulfing him under her quivering fat, Beth had totally covered Vlad. Her huge backside gave way to his face so much, that beyond Vlad's neck, his head was totally buried in her ass. Breathing was impossible. Dropping so fully on Vlad's face had broken his nose. Yet the stinging pain was nothing compared to knowing he had had his last breath.

Beth on the other hand was in heaven. Sitting totally on Vlad, crushing him with every ounce of her body, she reached to the open refrigerator and pulled out her beginning to her feast. It started with a pound cake...

When Beth returned to her place the next morning, she walked in on Vlad laying on the rug in the living room. Throughout the night, with tremendous effort, he had freed himself from the couch.

"I'm gone for one night, and look and what you get up to," Beth said, mockingly. She had actually legitimately forgotten all about Vlad in the cushions of the couch.

Vlad looked up at the looming figure of Beth, and watched as she just walked right up and on him, making sure to drop both of her feet on his stomach, giving him the look of a half empty toothpaste tube on the fall. She stood on him for a few minutes, re-breaking him in and relaxing from her long drive back. Then she stepped down and walked to her bedroom to get more comfortable and put away her bags. Vlad continued to lay on the floor in a heap for a while, then finally making his way, crawling, to the kitchen. It had been twenty four hours since he had eaten anything and he was totally starved. Making his way to the fridge, he popped it open and found a leftover crumb cake that Beth had not gotten to in her gorging a couple of nights past. He was eating right out of the box, hoping to get any nourishment he could when he felt the footfalls of Beth as she made her way from the bedroom. He was sitting on the floor eating what was left of the cake when she walked in on him.

Beth had gotten undressed quickly, and she was now standing in front of the poor Vlad in nothing but a bra (which had grown too tight, her wondrous breasts were overflowing) and a pair of white panties that highlighted her size and curves in the contrast of her dark skin.

"Hey, don't you dare finish that," Beth warned, grabbing the remaining cake from Vlad and feasting on it as if she hadn't eaten in weeks. The crumbs fell from her thick lips, rolling down her protruding belly and on to the floor. Vlad watched each crumb's descent as if in slow motion. Beth finished, and immediately began rubbing her belly, Vlad watching it's massive waves and rolls as she did. Standing over him like this she looked twice as big as she had when he last saw her. And she certainly was larger. From the drive from Jen's house, back to home, Beth had stopped four times along the way, decimating large full meals from the fast food stores on the way.

"You missed me, huh?" Beth asked with a playful smile.

"Yes...I...you're...you're so huge. And beautiful." Vlad stammered out.

"Good answer. Just for that I'll let you live to see morning," Beth said with a giggle. She bend down and picked Vlad up from her shoulders, bring him to his feet. "I want to watch some TV. Come on," she ordered.

Vlad followed her, walking slowly not only because his legs were both still numb from the night before, but also to witness the massive amount of movement that Beth's body went through, just from the simple act of walking. Once they got back to the couch, Vlad laid himself out on it.

"You're finally getting the idea, aren't you? You realize now that you're nothing but my property. Yo uwill worship me, and you will just lay back and take the crushing you have coming, when I say you do. Very nice. Cause when I have to fight you, I get very, very..." Springing up with an unbelievable amount of air, coming crashing down on Vlad's hopeless chest with both of her wide knees, "...mad."

The pain was excruciating. Beth ground her knees into him more, and he felt his rib crack before he heard it. Beth heard it too.

"Oops! Looks like I might have broke a rib on you, little man. It's ok, you have plenty more. And you're not going anywhere..." Beth left off, climbing off him and dropping down on Vlad's twisted and tearful face with her butt, smothered into darkness again.

Meanwhile Vlad was just coming to, across town. He had never felt so drained in all his life. The days of being tortured and smothered by the sexy fat woman he first saw on the train were pushing him past limits he didn't even know he had. he was still trapped in the folded up sofa-bed, struggling with all his might (the very little he had left) to free himself, but to no avail. After a while, he surrendered and simply waited for the return of the woman who made him her cushion...

Beth pulled back, the winded Will crashing to the floor. He was just sitting there, mumbling something about telling his mother when Beth reach down, grabbed him by his hair and arm, yanking him up and over her shoulders. He didn't even try to contend with her power, he just let her carry him out of the living room, across the hall and into the master bedroom. As soon as they reached there, Beth just tossed him on the bed like a ragdoll. Then, as Will watched in horror and amazement, Beth pulled him and pushing him till he was dead centered on the mattress. Then beth climbed on top of the mattress, much like she had Vlad. Once she was on all fours over the boy, her heavy belly pushing into his body and against the mattress, she tossed one leg up and over on him, so that she was now straddling him, facing his feet. All of Will's view was now maximized but the rotund butt of Beth. Then, Beth pushing upward with her arms, she lowered her perfectly big ass onto Will's upper stomach and chest. Will felt every muscle in his body contract trying to withstand the weight of her, and she pulled her feet forward, now sitting full weight on the boy's chest. Beth's backside was so wide, especially in comparison to the boy, that on either side of Will, Beth's butt and thighs touched the bed. Will laid gasping between cries, tears now flowing from his eyes as Beth crushed his body into the bed.

"What was that you called me earlier, Willy? A fat bitch? A...," breaking off each word with a large bounce on the boy's body,"...fat...BITCH!" Beth stopped and rode out the few shock waves of her last-and largest-bounce. Now all Beth could hear from behind was the sound of Will's low gasps, interrupted by his whimpers as he cried.

"You want something to cry about, Willy? Fine by me," she said, leaning forward with her weight and then bouncing back on the bed, actually moving her whole body back inches, with nothing under her ass as it came crashing down but Will's face. She sat on him, smothering his body, Will's chest rising and falling a bit as he went through the last bit of air he had in his lungs before he was engulfed in her power and size. After a few moments, Beth leaned back a bit, and lifted both legs up and onto Will's body, burying the snotty boy under all of her Goddess-like body.

After a minute of the squashing, Beth rolled off to the side, to find once again, a victim of her glorious fat passed out. She carried him from the master bedroom into his own room, laying him on his bed and closing the door behind her as she walked into the living room to enjoy the rest of her night, not having to worry about Will as he didn't wake till the next morning after beth was well gone and Jen's sister took over. And of course he mentioned nothing of the day before. He couldn't imagine what Beth would do to him had he.

Beth made her way back inside the house, and it was not ten minutes after her friend Jan pulled away that trouble started. Will planted himself on the living room couch and started up one of his videogames, the surround sound system turned all the way up, booms and the crackle of gunfire filling the house from his game. Beth walked into the living room and told him to turn it down some before the neighbor's complained. When Will ignored her, she made her way to the entertainment center and turned it down herself. Bending over, her massive body blocked Will's view of the screen, and he let out a cry of "Move, you fat bitch!."

beth turned around and Will's face dropped. The huge woman was staring at him with such resentful and sinister eyes, while a wind grin stretched across her face.

"'Fat bitch', huh? Well you got that right, Will. I am a fat bitch. A very fat bitch. Over 400lbs of bitch," Beth grabbed her hanging belly and gave it a shook to make the point. Will watched as he flesh jiggled from every which way. "Did she say '400lbs'," he thought to himself.

Beth began to walk slowly toward Will, and he leap up and tried to make a move to leave the living room-not liking the look in Beth's eyes. Beth was close enough to grab his wrist before he could take off around the couch towards the kitchen. Will began to curse at Beth, and before he could fully get going berating her, Beth pulled his arm tight, and he spun, slapping into her mountainous belly and breasts. Beth leg go of his arm and wrapped both of her thick dark arms around Will's back, catching him in a bearhug. He began to whimper and groan as she squeezed tighter around the thin boy's back. Beth was now holding Will off his feet, between her strong hold on him and the expanse of her belly, both of his feet were quite a bit off the ground. Beth walked over to the far wall, and kept walking, catching Will between her belly and then white wall of the living room. She slowly slipped her hands out, leaning more of her 400lbs into him, crushing his chest and stomach as he was hanging off the floor. Will's arms were also trapped in Beth's rolls, so fighting back wasn't an option against the large woman.

"This is just a lesson on how to talk to a woman, Will. Especially a big woman who just loves ironing out little punks like yourself." Beth said. Will tried a response, but was cut off mid syllable by Beth taking one of her now free hands and grasping Will behind the head, forcing his face into her full breasts, smothering any chance he could have at talking back.

Beth stayed like this for a while, occasionally letting go of his head so that he could refill his lungs with air, only to lean even harder into him, the extra weight squeezing the air back out....

While she was sitting on her couch, pigging out on what was left of the contents of her fridge (she'd have to get to the supermarket first chance she got) Beth received a phone call from her good friend Jen. Jen had a 14 year old troublemaker for a son, and wanted to know if beth would be free to hang out at Jen's house, kinda babysitting Will her son, making sure he didn't burn the play down or anything while Jen took the weekend to have fun in Maine with her husband. Beth would only have to stay for the day though, as Jen's sister was going to be swinging by on Sunday to take over. Beth agreed cause she owed Jen the favor. They set it up and Beth hung up the phone. It was early the next morning, and she still felt the delightful soreness in her legs from her jumping marathon on Vlad the night before. She reminisced to herself a bit as she began getting ready to head over to Jen's place. Vlad on the other hand had been folded up in the sofa bed, enduring the last two hours of shallow breath and agonizing pain as beth sat and bounced on his crumpled form. Beth didn't even think twice of taking Vlad out of the sofa bed before leaving. He was simply cushion for her ass, and victim for her bouts of trampling and squashing.

Beth was soon ready, and headed out the door, just as Vlad was passing out in the confines of her sofa. it was a fairly decent sized drive to Jen's house, and by the halfway mark, beth was wishing she brought Vlad along for the cushion. His gasps and groans would have made the drive that much more pleasurable.

"Hey there, fat-girl!" jen yelled as Beth pulled into the driveway, a large smile on her face. Jen was a petite girl, always had been, but that was her standard hello for her friend Beth. There was no malice in it at all, Jen knew Beth loved being fat, and she respected and envied her for that kind of self-appreciation.

"How you doing, girl?" Beth asked, taking her tiny friend in her arms for their usual hello hug. There were times when beth had to hold herself back, as she often wondered how much fun it would be to just squeeze her thin friend in harder, smothering her against her large breasts. All playfully of course.

The two girls shared small talk, catching up on things, and soon it was time for Jen to head off and pick her husband up from work. They were cutting it close on the plane's takeoff time, so they would leave right from there.  Jen walked Beth in before leaving, and wanted to re-introduce Beth to Will, it had been a few years since Beth had seen her friend's kid. Upon walking into Will's room, Will took one look at Beth and said, "Hello fatty," with none of the playful kindness that Jen had earlier. Jen yelled at Will, who only smirked it off. Beth smiled pleasantly and didn't bother to respond to the comment. Jen explained once again about the conditions of beth watching over the house and such, to which Will whined about not needing a babysitter. This went back and forth for a while, finally ending with a grief-ridden Jen walking out of the room and down the stairs. Beth followed, and walked her friend to the car.

"Don't worry, honey. Go have a good time with Fred. Me and the squirt will get along just fine," Beth promised.

"I hope so, girl. Any problems, you know all the numbers. And if Will gives you any trouble, just sit on him." Jen said with a laugh. Beth shared in, not bothering to tell Jen just how right she was...

The water was warm, and steam soon filled the bathroom. Beth was in heaven once again. She positioned Vlad behind her in the tub, on his knees, spreading her huge and hot butt open, smothering and crushing him against the tiles of the shower wall as the water ran down her. Beth ground his face in deeper, as she had done the shoplifter earlier in the day. Soon he was buried past his ears in her mountainous cheeks as she soaped herself up. Vlad's hands reached up to her thighs, his slim hands trying to push her back away as his air had been completely cut off. This only served to turn on Beth more, and she kept him engulfed for another few moments, letting the idea of him downing her her fat sink in for both of them. Only then did she back away, freeing his face from her backside. Beth turned away and looked down on the poor boy, trying to catch his breath. He was now eye level with the bottom of her hanging belly. Beth laid her hands on the college boy's head, running her fingers through his hair as she waited for him to fully regain his breath.

"How you doing, little boy?'" She asked mockingly.

"I'm...fine." Vlad managed to get out.

"Well we can't have that, now can we?" She responded with a giggle.

Beth pulled his face deep into her belly, smothering him with her flesh. Every half minute or so, easing back, allowing him a few moments to breathe. Gasping each time his face was freed, Vlad soon began kissing her belly, Beth leaning her head back in delight as she felt his lips on her fat. Soon she felt it was time to stop taking an easy on the boy though. Beth grabbed him by the hair once again, and bent in the shower, so she was eye to eye with him. Despite the incredible view of Beth's belly and breasts hanging as she bent at the waist, Vlad's eyes couldn't pull away from the sexy and sinister eyes that Beth was giving him.

"I'm going to trample you now. I want to feel you under my feet, your ribs and organs fighting to handle my 400 plus pound body as I walk on you. I don't know if you'll surive this bath, but that doesn't matter. You're mine .Mine to crush at will if I want to. Now lay down."

Despite his fear at the huge woman's words, Vlad obeyed. Laying on his back in the shower, the warm water splashing off Beth and onto his thin prone body. his legs were bent in order to fit completely in the bath, Beth standing between them. She raised her left foot first, holding on to the wall for support as she stepping onto him. Then she followed with the right. The ceiling to the shower was low enough now that she could reach up and touch it, and that's just what she did. Pushing down with her fingers, applying more and more weight to poor Vlad's body. The water was now getting in Vlad's open gasping mouth and he began coughing for air. Beth continued to step in place as if she wasn't crushing a boy under her. She looked down at his stomach and chest compressing under her feet, picturing him growing flatter and flatter with each step. The thought drove her crazy with desire, and with that she began hopping on Vlad's chest. The sounds from the shower now almost totally down out from the gasping and pleads from Vlad, along with the loud crash each of her hops made. Beth felt her massive body shake and jiggle with each hop, her fat swinging and shaking with the moment.  Beth stopped holding back at all, now bouncing and hopping harder and harder on Vlad, picturing him being totally squashed under her size and power. She was picturing being even fatter, even bigger, using her weight to totally dominate smaller people every where she went. She had lost count long ago, but somewhere around hop 20, more then a few after Vlad lost conscious, Beth enjoyed her second orgasm of the day. She stopped in place, and enjoyed each of her after shocks, both from her leaps and her orgasm. She looked down on the now crushed Vlad, not sure if he was still breathing or not, Beth not caring much either way. He was just a toy to her. She rinsed herself off, and stepped off the boy, out of the tub. She dried off, and left Vlad in the bathtub, walking out of the bathroom in nothing more then a towel, wondering what she had in the fridge to eat.

Beth returned home to find that Vlad had somehow drifted off to sleep in his bound state on the bed. Looking at his battered body sleeping peacefully, she decided that a nap would be a good idea. Her adventures at the mall had been quite exhausting. She waddled over to her lining closet and grabbed another clean comforter, and then unfolded it and tossed it over Vlad. He was still sound asleep, and didn't have any clue to Beth forming him to another layer on her mattress. Soon he was totally covered but the comforter, and you'd hardly know there was someone else under there, unless you looked close enough to see the skinny outline in the blanket. Beth undressed, then in her bra and new panties, she climbed onto the bed on all fours. Vlad just beginning to stir from his sleep when Beth threw out her legs and arms, her large bosom and belly landing with a crash on Vlad. Beth pulled a pillow over under her head and drifted off to sleep, Vlad smothered under her.

Beth's nap lasted hours, every one of which Vlad was awake for. Trapped under her crushing force, each minute feeling like an years. Between Beth's weight ironing out his lungs, and the comforter over his head, breathing was very hard. He begged for mercy, and for the huge woman on top of him to awaken, and finally three hours or so later, she did.

Beth brought herself to her feet, standing on the bed, looming over Vlad as she pulled back the blanket, the last light of the day making Vlad squint. Soon his eyes adjusted to the dark goddess standing over him.

"Have a good rest? I know I did," Beth talked down to him while playing with her belly roll which over hanged the waistband of her panties. "Now, I could use a shower though. And I bet you could too, must have been hot under all this blubber," she joked. Then, turning to step down off the bed, she put on foot over his stomach and leaned all of her weight onto him as she hopped off from the bed, the walls of the room shaking. The small air she got as she fell made her think of the tiny Greg she has so much fun with so long ago. Ah...memories, she thought to herself.

Untying Vlad from the bed, he crawled down from the mattress to the floor, now on the rug on his hands and knees. he had become overtaken with Beth, his whole life changing to form the slave and victim she had told him he had become. Watching him take his breath on his knees and hands, Beth found her imagination running away with her. She stepped up to him, each of her massive dark chocolate thighs on either side of his ribs, she lowered herself down on his back. She pulled him by the hair, all of the strength left in Vlad struggling to hold him and her up. Leaning down to his ear, she bit the lobe sensually and whispered, "Take me to the bathroom, now, little boy."

And there was Vlad, finding an inner strength which surprised him and Beth both-she would have guess he would have collapsed to the floor before making it to the bathroom. But yet he got them there, and one in the doorway, Beth stood back up, taking the immense pressure off his back. Vlad fell to the floor on his back, staring up at beth as she casually took o ff her bra and panties. Soon standing in front of him naked, every inch, roll, and dimple perfectly visible to him. Amazingly her belly, breasts, and ass looked even larger, free from their constants. Without needing to be told, be too pulled off his underwear, laying on the cold bathroom floor naked. Beth watched, smiling with her tongue slowly rubbing across her lips. As if she's staring at a meal, Vlad thought.

Beth then turned around and bend at the waist, giving Vlad the view of her huge butt spreading as she turned on the water to the shower, then stepping in. Vlad watched in amazement as the water cascaded down her fat, and then climbed into the shower himself, as she called to him him with her forefinger...

Waddling down the central walkway towards the food court, Beth felt a glide in her stride. The last bit of throwing her weight around in the fitting room of the clothing store put a huge smile on her face. There were so many choices in the food-court-one of the reasons she loved this mall so much-beth didn't know where to start. Standing near the opening of the seating area, Beth got an idea.

After glancing around a bit, she picked her spot. She was a cute petite blond, couldn't be more then 5'5 and 90lbs; sitting by herself at a two-seated table.  She was wearing a pair of tight jeans which showed her lack of any real curves, and a blue tank-top that she needed a push-up bra for. Shame she doesn't have the good naturally, beth thought to herself as she made her way towards the table. Glancing around the fairly empty food-court quickly, Beth mock-dropped her bag next to where the skinny girl was sitting. She turned and bent over to pick up her bag, making sure her wide butt was facing the skinny girl, who turned to her right and looked at the huge ass inches from her head and frowned disgustedly. if only she knew what was coming. Soon as Beth picked up her back, she simply dropped back and landed square on the tiny girl's lap. With a loud slap she landed as her titanic weight landed on the girl's pencil thin legs. Beth just maneuvered on the girls lap so she was sitting on the girl square in front of the table. The girl had been totally taken by surprise in mid-chew of the fat woman sitting on her. With a mouthful of burger she couldn't even call out or scream for help as Beth sat on her. Beth just smiled, leaned all the way back, flattening out the girl's small chest and breasts with her weight, and picked up the juicy looking burger the thin girl had been eating. beth took three massive bites out of the thing, completely devouring it as she sat on the girl. The poor girl under Beth's squashing onslaught didn't know what to do, she was completely covered by Beth's fat.

Beth grabbed the girl's coke and drank it down in a few large gulps. Beth started wiggling in her seat, the girl under her being totally helpless as the burger she had been chewing acted as a gag, her being unable to even swallow it down as beth sat on her. Beth keep looking around for any possible witnesses, and was pleased to see that nobody was really around, the few who were there weren't even paying attention. Suddenly Beth found herself hiccup. Out of nowhere, obviously from eating and drinking soda too quickly after one another, beth was struck with a violent case of hiccups. beth found herself giggling in between hiccups at the whole situation, taking the chance to lift herself up with her arms and drop back down on the girl with each hiccup. Soon she was making too much noise, between the hiccups, the gasps coming from the victim under her, and the grown the chair made with each drop of Beth's weight. Beth was sad to admit it, but she had to make her way on with her day. Using her arms to help, she squeezed her fat belly out from between the girl and the table, grabbed her bag, and didn't even look behind her, moving very quickly through the food-court and towards the exit to the parking lot. The girl who had been crushed, as just getting to swallowing her food, and catching her breath, getting ready to call out for help by the time Beth made it to the parking lot elevator and was on her way to her car. Overall it had been a fine day of shopping.

Beth had just finished up picking out and buy two brand new pairs of flip flops for the coming warm weather when she was walking out from the store and say the shoplifter. He was a teenager, maybe about 16 or 17, dressed as most are, the usually skater garb, and he was running out of a videogame store, a clueless clerk following him for a bit until he gave up the chase. Some people never learn, Beth thought to herself.

After a bit of checking out a few stores, Beth found herself in the Plus Size store in the mall. She had just picked out a few new pairs of panties and jeans and was just going to try them on in the fitting room when she came upon the shoplifter again. She opened one of the stalls in the back, and he was there sitting on the small bench, obviously hiding from mall security.

"Hey, you're the kid that stole from the Gamezone, aren't you?" She asked.

"Listen lady, I'm just hanging out here, ok, waiting for the cop to stop chasing me. Just go find another stall, you cow." The kid replied.

beth just looked at this skinny boy with a growing evil smile on her face. I guess I'm going to have to teach this punk a lesson, she thought. before the thief knew what was happening, Beth charged him where he sat, smashing into him with her large stomach, and knocking his head against the wall of the fitting room. She leaning into him for a minute or so, smothering him with her belly. When she pulled back he flopped to the ground un-conciseness. Just what Beth wanted. She hosted him back up to the bench and let him lean against the wall of the room. Then she undressed, soon standing in front of him in nothing but a pair of tight white panties and match bra. Hanging her clothes up along with the others she had in her hand, she pulled him down to the ground and laid his head back so that it was turned upward on the bench while he sat on the fall. Then she stepped on either side of him, turning around so that her massive ass was directly in his line of sight. The she lifted simply flopped backward, dropping her full weight onto his unwilling face. She bounced a bit, and swayed back and forth a bit, to further engulf his small face into her ass. Soon his head was totally buried in her ass, riding deep in her crack. Beth was in heaven, feeling each of the teenager's shallow breathes deep in her ass, and found herself growing full with the impeding orgasm. Harder and harder she ground him in her ass, and soon her whole body shook wild with passion as the orgasm overtook her. Every inch of her fat quivered and shook with delight as she rode it out on the shoplifter's face. After a few moments to compose herself, Beth lifted herself up, only to find that the teenager's face was buried so deeply in her ass that his head raised with her. She laughed as she reached behind and pulled him out from between her huge sexy cheeks. The boy was still out of it, which was all the better for her. She simply slip down her wet panties and tossed them on the thief's stomach-enjoying the fact that her large panties covered most of his chest. Then, tugging on his legs a bit to bring him all the way on the fall she stepped on up him, with both feet on his chest, flattening his chest plate hard on the ground. Then, with no second thoughts she tore off the tag from the new panties she was going to buy, and slipped them on, enjoying their snugness against her body. Lifting each leg cause a groan from her floormat as she did so. The, doing the same with her pants, she stepped off the battered teenager, and slipped on a pair of her new flip flops. She didn't want the new jeans too much anyways, so she left them too behind. And as common place as anything else she picked up her bags and started to walk out. But then she stopped and thought to herself, "Might as well." Taking a couple of steps back to the boy, she raised her right leg and brought her foot down on his face. Then she raised the other one and brought it down on his stomach. he now had over 400lbs of woman standing on his face and stomach, and the intense pain awoke him. He screamed bloody murder, but no sound was heard as Beth's large foot was completely covering his face, except his eyes, which stared up in horror at the fat woman standing on him. Beth stared down at him over her mounds of fat and said in a slow but steady voice, "Didn't anyone tell you, crime doesn't pay?" And with that she bend at the knees slightly and hopped up, being both her feet down on his stomach and chest, hearing at least two ribs crack under the intense pressure and tossing him back into darkness. With that, Beth stepped off him, and walked out of the fitting area and the store itself.

All that fun got me hungry, she thought as she walked towards the food court...

Soon all of her huge meal was finished, and Beth was incredibly full. For the last hour she had stuffed herself on delicious food, and it showed on her and Vlad both. Beth's belly was completely our and laying on her thighs now, both of her hands slowly running up and across it's expanse. Her head was tilt back and she was amazed at how much she had ate. Vlad on the other had spend the last hour being crushed under Beth's now more then 400lbs, nothing between her huge body but him and the hard seats of the chairs. His entire body was hurting, and he could feel the sharp pain of his ribs being compressed. Yet Beth showed no signs of getting up. She was too full to life her bulk up and off him, so he had nothing to do but lay back and take her squashing him.

After another twenty minutes or such, she finally lifted herself up and off his frame. Vlad was hardly awake now, his body drawing in shallow breaths. Beth stood to his side and looked down at the empty plates and red smashed boy. She really had just demolished both the mounds of food and this college student with nothing more then her amazing body sitting and eating. It was an orgasmic feeling, the power she felt at that moment. She knew Vlad wasn't going to be moving anytime soon, so she left him hanging on the chairs, and walked back to her bedroom to prepare for her day...


After showering and dressing herself, and tying Vlad to the bedposts to ensure he would be right where she wanted him when she got back (despite him not saying anything or moving much since the mornings event). Soon she strode out of her apartment building and towards her car, enjoying the feeling on the sun on her in the beautiful day. She was wearing one of her favorite outfits, light blue short-pants, and a white blouse which was growing tighter and tighter every day. Every curve and shake came threw perfectly with the outfit, and she couldn't past any car window without looking at her reflection and smiling to herself as she witnessed each jiggle and shake as she walked to her car. Soon she was in the car and on her way to the mall to shop for some new clothes...

Where Beth was, was in the kitchen. Wearing her favorite pair of sweatpants (which had grown too tight for her years ago, now barely holding together over the expand of her massive ass and belly) and a baby-t which showed off her large middle roll of fat on her belly. humming to herself as she tinkered around her kitchen, preparing a breakfast feast that could few an army-or a big girl who loved her food. With all of her stove's burners going she was cooking a dozen eggs, and a full package of bacon along with a large stack of pancakes. Bopping her butt to the song she was humming, cooking away. Soon the sounds of her moving and cooking in the kitchen drifted into the bedroom, where the laying Vlad was. Upon realizing he was not alone in the apartment as he once thought, he broke out in a sweat. Wondering how long it would be until Beth came back to force him into submission as her living furniture again.

he didn't have to wait long. After finishing the last of pancakes on the stove, beth laid it all out on her kitchen table and began to waddle back to her bedroom, smiling with anticipation of her meal. Vlad could hear her coming, Beth not being afraid to drop each of her feet down with all the purpose and determination that she could. And soon, there she was filling up the doorway to the bedroom, Vlad unable to do much of anything by stare in awe as she wandered over to the bedside, leaning down to his prone form.

"Hello there, handsome. Looks like you've gotten some color over the night," Beth chuckled to herself. "breakfast is ready, and I'll be damned if you're going to lay here all day."

Despite his pleads, Beth grabbed Vlad by the ankle and began to walk towards the door, dragging him off the bed and onto the carpet with a thud. with thew greatest ease, the huge woman strode into the kitchen, dragging Vlad behind her. Vlad lost in the motion of her mountainous butt as it jiggled and swayed under her tight sweatpants. Through the hall and the living room and into the kitchen she dragged him, letting go of his ankle as she reached the table.

"Come on now, get up and on the chairs." Beth commanded.

Vlad looked to see that she had pushed two of her chairs together, making a makeshift bench next to her kitchen table. The smell of the food was incredibly strong and with help from her, Vlad was able to sit up and get onto one of the chairs. Sitting upright now, she saw Beth smile and wave her finger, "Not like that, little man. Lay out on both of them."

Vlad did as he was told, turning and laying his very sore body onto both of the chairs so that his legs were in the air on one side, the rest of his thin frame spread over the chairs. Beth allowed him a small kiss on the lips, licking his lips as she pulled back, as if tasting him to see if he was ready. "Good boy," she said. Positioning herself between the table and her "bench", her belly rubbing against the side of the table as she did so, she dropped back slowly, Vlad watching with a mix of impeding doom and amazement as she lowered her huge body onto his. Soon she was sitting squarely on his belly and chest, the fat from her thighs covering him up till his chin. Beth ground him into the bench a bit as she got herself comfortable, then looked down her left side and smiled once again at her new toy. Her eyes were lit up by the sight of Vlad's very red face. Finally comfortable she turned her attention to her food, which she attacked with a lustful vengeance.

After decimating most of the eggs and bacon, Beth sat back in her seat, enjoying Vlads struggles and groans-he had been under her for over twenty minutes now-and she lifted her sexy growing black belly over the band of her sweatpants, taking in with delight how it spread over her fat thighs. She bounced slightly, not wanted to over do it and give herself a belly-ache, but just wanting to hear Vlad gasp out. "You're taking this very well, cushion. I'm proud of you, but we're not done here yet," she said.

Vlad watched and fought for breath as she pulled the plate of pancakes over to in front of her, drenching them in syrup, and brought a large forkful to her lips. He watched over the side of her rolls as she looked down on him and chewed slowly, syrup on her thick full lips. She was in ecstasy, flattening out a smaller human being, while stuffing herself with the mornings meal. Forkful after forkful she ate, rubbing her belly at times, and grinding poor Vlad in more as she did.

Vlad awoke the next morning to find himself laying in a king-sized bed. He didn't recall getting into the bed, or when he had passed out the night before. His last memory of the night was beth leaping off her foot-stool for what had to be the tenth time of the evening, crashing down on his bound body and sending him into oblivion.

Vlad tried to sit up in the bed, but he found that once he lifted his chest off the mattress he was wretched with incredible soreness over his entire upper body. The sun coming into the window gave him the light he needed to investigate, and he saw he was covered in large black and blues. No doubt from Beth's 400lb body running wild on him the night before. Vlad dropped back to the bed and started at the ceiling when he realized he was alone in the room. Where had she gone? The Goddess he saw on the subway train in a drunken stupor that had turned him into her slave. Vlad could hardly move at all, so no change to escape. he just laid back and contemplated where the huge Goddess could be...

Another I found.


Jiggly got onto the plane and eagerly looked around, it was her first time flying on a private jet and she couldn't wait to get going, Seat however was less eager.  Seemed whenever she was near Jiggly she ended up squashed into a very dead paste.  Seat snuck past Jiggly's wide hips as Jiggly placed her things in the overhead compartment.  Seat was forced to slide between Jiggly's massive ass and the row of seats that Jiggly would be occupying, as Seat's face was pressed into Jiggly's hips, slowly moving past her she prayed that Jiggly wouldn't go and do anything rash.  Jiggly meanwhile was suddenly shocked by the sudden feeling of Seat pressing her soft body, face and breasts into Jiggly's mountainous ass as she moved around.  Jiggly immediately blushed as she enjoyed the feeling of the tiny girl being forced to massage her ass with her full body.  As Seat made it to the halfway point her face slipped into the space between Jiggly's cheeks right under her tail, Jiggly's tight tight jeans were the only think keeping Seat from the abyss.  Seat grimaced and worked hard to keep her face out of Jiggly's crack, but despite her best efforts her nose managed to brush up in it.  Jiggly's pleasant embarrassment suddenly turned to embarrassing pleasure and in her surprise she found her cheeks inadvertently clenching tight, embracing Seat's whole head, Seat panicked and began to struggle and Jiggly was caught off guard as another wave of pleasure made her lose control and suddenly it happened, she blasted a huge fart right into the face of Seat blowing Seat down onto the ground behind her gasping for fresh air and tearing up.  Jiggly blushed deeply and turned to help her friend, however as she did the plane suddenly lurched forward sending her flying down into a belly flop squashing Seat and trapping her face in Jiggly's bosom.  Jiggly looked down and went to get up, but the force of the plane as it took off kept her pinned down, smothering Seat in her ample breasts.  Seat gasped for air but none would come, by the time the plane leveled out and Jiggly finally stood Seat had long since expired from lack of air.  Jiggly frowned and turned to ask the pilots for help, only for a burst of turbulence to drop her on her ass square on Seat's face.  Jiggly's face tightened as she felt her former friend's face shoved into her ass cheeks.  Oh well... she found herself thinking... I lose more friends that way.

Something different I found, still a fun story.




Jiggly was walking in the park enjoying the fine day.  She had just been on a nice long run and had grown rather tired.  She still figured she should enjoy herself and walk home rather than take the always crowded bus.  She left the park, her wide hips swaying to the beat of the music on her pink ipod shuffle without noticing the squirelgirl newcomer to taf wrestling, the aptly named Seat.  Seat had just finished a training (squashing) session with Bertha and was eager to get home, get some rest and get a shower, and not in that order.  Seat spotted Jiggly and tried to quickly walk past so as not to be noticed.  However Jiggly quickly spotted Seat as she made a beeline by.  The big bottomed bunnygirl turned her head to watch Seat pass and failed to spot the small sharp stone that lay in the path, her foot fell squarely on it jamming it's point into her.  She let out a shriek as her bunny legs sent her leaping many many feet into the air.  Seat's danger sense went off and she spun around, half expecting Bertha to be there to drop her might purple ass down on her once again.  She let out a huge sigh of relief as she saw nothing was there, however her eyebrow raised as she saw a shadow looming large around her feet and steadily growing larger.  A realization hit her and despite her brain screaming not to her head slowly fell back as she looked up at the sky.  A massive bunny booty bound in running shorts came plummeting down landing directly on her face immediately crushing Seat into herself downwards like and accordion.  Jiggly landed on her ass with a mighty thud that shook the ground.  Seat was compacted into a near perfect disk under Jiggly's massive rear end, her face engulfed in ass cheek, flatter than a pancake she struggled for anything, life, light, air or even hope.  Unfortunately for her Jiggly chose that moment to roll back and lift her leg to inspect her aching foot.  The sharp pain in her sole kept her from noticing the squished squirelgirl under her bum as she slowly rocked back and forth to console herself until she was able to muster enough courage to tug at the rock.  Her first attempt hurt her enough to cause her to bounce furiously on her bottom as she tried to hold back a cry of pain, Seat only managed to hold back her own screams of agony thanks to the many hundred pounds of butt flesh that filled her mouth when she tried to shout.  On Jiggly's second attempt she managed to remove the stone, but still felt too sore to stand.  She decided to turn on her ipod again and simply wait awhile before heading home, after all she was in no great hurry.  She smiled as some of her favorite dance toons flooded her ears and she eagerly began to shake, grind and gyrate her booty on the ground beneath her.  Seat was in a world of agony as she approached the flatness of paper, her body contorting and squishing to near two dimensions.  Finally after a solid ten minutes of shaking her booty Jiggly decided she could probably stand.  She rose up to her feet leaving Seat to desperately gasp at air as her body regained it's shape.  Thanking all the gods she could come up with that her torment was over for today Seat opened her eyes so she could chastise the plus sized bunnygirl... only to see the massive ass of Jiggly rushing full speed back down at her.  Jiggly promptly fell at the slight shock of pain from her first step on her injured foot and again landed square on Seat, this time the top of Seat's head was barely visible sticking out from Jiggly's cheeks.  Jiggly definitely felt something under her butt this time, however since she hadn't seen anyone around she figured it was just a bump in the path.  To give her foot a bit more time she decided to help out passerby's and smooth it out.  After all it could be dangerous if someone tripped.  She lifted her butt enough to slam it down hard and then grind it back and forth.  The first slam crushed Seat's organs, eliminating her chances of screaming for help.  The second slam shattered her spine, severing any chances she had of moving out of the way.  Finally the third slam managed to crack her skull.  Not break though, Seat was still alive and fairly aware, just slowly running out of air and heavily concussed.  Jiggly felt the turf now flat below her and smiled at a job well done.  She wagged her ass back and forth just to make sure, managing to cover the mangled body of Seat in dirt, then Jiggly stood one more time.  She daintily put her weight down on her foot, right on Seat's throat.  Seat stared in agony at the foot bringing down the massive bunny's full weight on her windpipe as Seat discovered she could stand.  She lifted her other foot to make sure as Seat's throat collapsed.  Jiggly then smiled and began to head off, only manging to stumble slightly over a dirt obscured bump that was Seat's head.  Only seeing another troublesome bump, Jiggly lifted up her plus sized, now healthy foot and leapt up, stomping down with her full weight and quickly smashing down the lump with an odd little "pop".  Seat's mind slowly drifted off into oblivion as Jiggly admired the nice smooth path before walking home her hips swaying to the music.

I found this online, it was written by a fellow names Buzz.





This event happened about 13 years ago in high school. Heather was an obese girl who was in 11th grade at the time. She had an obvious thyroid problem, and was mentally handicapped. Standing 6ââ,¬â,,¢1ââ,¬Â tall and weighing 430lbs, she was picked on by  all of the bimbo cheerleader types. It was an every day ritual from Junior High up until this point. The other girls would throw food at her during lunch break. Call her names in the hallway. Make fun of her during gym class and throw food in her locker. Just your typical high school experience if you did not fit in. Heather was constantly being picked on in gym class by one girl in particular whose name was Jan. Jan was the type who couldnââ,¬â,,¢t  leave well enough alone. One day during gym class Jan kept purposely hitting  Heather in the stomach with the basketball. We had several sports we had to play every day during gym class, and everyone had to participate. Heather hated basketball because she couldnââ,¬â,,¢t run very fast and she ran out of breath very quickly. Jan would always make fun of her for jiggling as she ran down the court and for huffing like a locomotive when she ran out of breath. Every time she would stop to catch her breath, Jan would hit her in the stomach with basketball and say suck it up Chewbacon! Heather was at her wits end. High school had been a particularly cruel place for her and things were getting no better. She sat down for a few minutes to catch her breath then rejoined the game. Jan was your typical 17 year old girl. She was 5ââ,¬â,,¢4ââ,¬Â tall and weighed about 125lbs. Jan had just made a basket and was running back up the court when Heather stood up and knocked Jan flat on the floor. Jan fell flat on her back and was stunned for a second. Before she could regain her composure or even figure out what happened, Heather belly flopped her from the standing position! You could here the air rush from her lungs as 430lb Heather sandwiched Jan between the hardwood floor! Our gym teacher was also the football coach and spent most of his time in his office watching football footage make improvements on his team. He was unaware of the event that had just happened. Heather took a few seconds to roll off because the fall had even knocked some of the air out of her. Janââ,¬â,,¢s friend was cussing at Heather at this time but were afraid to try and help, so she went running  to the coaches office to get help. The coach was not in his office though. He had gone over to the weight room which was across  the driveway to prepare for practice that evening. Janââ,¬â,,¢s friend was pounding on the door frantically but no one answered. Heather had made it back to her feet by this time and was so mad she was crying. She had completely snapped. Jan was still gasping for air and was looking up at Heather holding her stomach in pain. Heather squatted down over Jan and sat full weight on her stomach. You could see the painful expression on Janââ,¬â,,¢s face get worse as her insides were once again compressed beyond  their limits. Heather, with tears in her eyes was shouting at Jan and telling her that the name calling and teasing was going to stop. Jan, with a small gasp of air said, ââ,¬Å"GET OFF ME YOU FAT WHORE!ââ,¬Â This was the straw that broke the camels back. Heather raised her weight up off of Jan and said Iââ,¬â,,¢m going to kill you preppy bitch! She began bouncing her weight on Janââ,¬â,,¢s stomach as Janââ,¬â,,¢s eyes filled with tears. She bounced for about 30 seconds then got up. Heather then stood up and began stepping on Janââ,¬â,,¢s stomach. Jan would try to push her foot off but Heather would just apply more weight and Jan would lose strength. Heather belly flopped Jan again. This time she stood off to Janââ,¬â,,¢s side so the majority of the impact would be on Janââ,¬â,,¢s stomach. Jan farted as the enormous 430lbs came crashing down on her abdomen. Heather then got on her hands and knees and kept belly flopping Jan over and over. After about 12 of these she got up once again and turned around backwards with her back facing Jan. Jan was crying and gasping saying please stop!!! Someone please help me!!! By this time her friend had found the coach and he was on his way. Jan was just badly squashed up to this point, but Heather was fixing to squash her guts out. Heather got squared up with Janââ,¬â,,¢s stomach once again and did a butt drop from a full stand! You could here Janââ,¬â,,¢s ribs break as Heatherââ,¬â,,¢s 430lb ass came crashing down on her abdomen. Jan lost bladder and bowel control with one loud scream as she passed out. The coach was running over to them at this point and helped Heather off of Jan. The ambulance came and hauled Jan away and she was treated for 3 broken ribs, ruptured spleen, and massive internal bruising. Heather was pulled from school and we never saw her again.

After finishing her pie-which Beth took a good long time to savor-she pushed her floding table forward a few feet, giving her enough room to stand back up. Looking back over her crushed boy toy, she could see the he was hardly paying attention to much at all. Vlad's eyes had rolled back into his head, and his chest raised and dropped with an extreme sense of urgency, taking in all the air possible while Beth's humongous body wasn't there to suppress it. Beth leaned forward, placing her hands on his small stomach, leaning all of her weight onto them, and she could feel his lower ribs and organs try to deal with her crushing force, very hands on if you will. She smiled and looked into his now very purple face, "You don't look so good, little man. At this rate you'll never make it till morning."

Vlad got out a barely audible moan in response to what Beth had said, his head tossing back and forth as she leaned into him with more and more of her awesome weight. Beth just remained still, listening to his moans and pleading, trying to think up the next step in her return to crushing. Then, nodding to herself, she giggled at her new found idea. Leaving Vlad to gasp again for breath, she waddled her way into the hallway which connected the living room to the bathroom and bedroom. In the hallway she opened her storage closet, and pulled out her step stool. Walking back into the living room, she noticed Vlad watching her with desperate interest. Watching as she made her way back to the bench he was bound to, unfolding and setting up the step-stool next to him. As Beth placed one of her thick sexy feet on the step-stool, Vlad's eyes widened with the possibilities of what she had in mind. Beth looked back down to him, drawing her fingers across her huge thighs as she did so, putting her awesome size and power on display for him to see. Then, turning her attention back to the step-stool, Beth grabbed the handle sticking up, for balance, and began stepping up to the highest step, a good three and a half feet off the ground.

Vlad now began shaking his head side to side in a "no" fashion, while muttering: "Please...you'll kill me..." over and over to this Goddess of fat. Beth's feet were now standing on the top rung of the step-stool, and they were higher than Vlad's prone body on the bench. Just before she leaped, she simply responded to Vlad's pleas with a "Maybe." Then sticking her right leg out and up, she leaped off her perch, and came smashing down on his helpless body, each of her dark massive legs on the side of the bench, with her butt and belly landing completely unimpeded on Vlad's chest and stomach. There was a loud boom as she landed, along with the slapping sound of her fat against his body. Vlad let out a burst of air and soon darkness began to cloud his vision. Riding out her landing, Beth grinned and moaned at the struggles from the flattened being under her. She rubbed her fat belly and breasts, finding a whole new sense of sexual satisfaction. Looking at Vlad she could see he was losing it fast, so she had to make the best of his awakened mind. She bounced her huge body up his small body, till her legs were outstretched over his shoulders and his face was smothered in her large belly. Beth could feel his lips under her flesh, trying desperately to intake any air at all, and all he could find was her fat. Bouncing now, her belly slapping against his face, she took a bet on how many of those amazing drops it would take to totally flatten him...