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Big Ol Gassy Gil - Part 3
🕑 Added 2024-09-20 11:40:28 +0000 UTCBig Ol Gassy Gil - Part 3
A few weeks had passed since Gil’s showdown at the wrestling club.
She was becoming a beloved member of the community with her tiny acts of kindness. Of course. No one would forget such big ol-
Meanwhile in Ches’ book club. Gil had agreed to help set up for the session. However she was in quite a lot of bother as her New Ai toilet at home was unresponsive. No longer speaks. No longer flushes. No longer even stands upright. Gil had put an unrelenting beating on that poor toilet, even she began to get worried about how big her ‘offloading’ were getting recently.
Nonetheless she opened the library bathroom door
Gil: “Anyone in here? I will come back”
Ches was in the supply closet putting back the cleaning supplies. As he turned around… he looked at Gil’s ass shadow like a monster that would threaten mankind. That average sized toilet bowl had no clue what was-
JAAAAAAABLOOOOOOOOINCH!!!
!!
Ches heard her might butt drop. Accompanied by the sound of a few books falling upstairs, the toilet seat breaking in, and the floors beneath her groaning, like Ches could hear the it’s pain.
!!!!
Ches’ heart began to thump like crazy. Especially as Gil talks to herself when on the toilet
Gil: “Ahhhh been holding this yesterday night… I hope Ches doesn’t mind.. New toilet keeps malfunctioning”
Ches could only see the back of the toilet… her ass was FAR taller than the toilet tank. So tall, her clammy ass cheeks left a smudge over the wall… her speech splintered.. as something thick and meaty pushed through her rubbery butt cheeks.
Gil sighed… dropping a big solid barrage in a few seconds… Ches almost fell to his knees watching the pipe work barely manage with what was only a ‘small’ few beginner turds from Gil.
Gil often used the library bathroom at book club due to her eating all the old snacks… but this dump she had been holding for a long time. The smell was making Ches heave, gagging into his hand as he had no choice but to listen to her relief.
Gil: “Ugh my stomach… only I had somebody to rub and ease my cramping… ACK!!”
She was plopping her belly over her knees before a sudden silence… a monster turd. Painfully Stretching through her tiny asshole, took all her focus to push out.
Ches felt sorry for the wielding pipe… Every grunt from Gil forced more of what he saw as a mutant turd. Bending the innocent library sewage pipe to it’s stature. Big lumpy rock hard turd was like 30cm into the pipe before-
Gil grabbed a handful of ass as she spread her own cheeks. Leaning forward she gave it her all to get that shit out… murdering the poor innocent toilet in the meantime! Ches’ eyes watered seeing cracks form in the bowl from such volume!
She had clogged the piping with a turd almost 3 feet long!! 25cm wide!! Piping was all bent out of shape! The turd was hard and heavy, like warm solid concrete.
Gil: “Gracious! I need to eat more fibre, that blue cheese-
(
BLUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRaaaoooooooorrrffffffff)
Ughhh!! That is nasty!! Hopefully it’s all gas… I don't want to make a mess in here… Still gassy from last week’s quiche”
Gil proceeded to fart, these were foggy lung burning farts. Emptying an avalanche of soft turd which filled the bowl and unfortunately overflowed into the bathroom floor.
As she got up she cursed her luck. Leaving an ass shaped turd mountain over the wall. She teared a little, feeling bad for her damages. Wasn’t even a quarter of her blessed morning dumps. Her stomach was still actively growling, cramping in knots.
She cleaned up her ass and-
OPENED THE CLOSET STORAGE DOOR!!
Ches was standing to the side, she didn’t see him. Gil left a note to the cleaner apologising for her mess, leaving her number so she can pay him for the damages.
Luckily she couldn’t fit.
All went quiet for a brief moment.
Ches thought he was free to leave!
…
Gil was just standing there. Cursing her luck.
As she had the door handle in her grasp, Ches was pulled out of the closet now directly behind her big gassy butt.
He didn’t know.. about her aftermath gas
ssPPHHLLAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUURRGGH!!
Ches had his face blasted with a fart that blasted the closet door clean off its hinges. Nice deep wet fart, the type that her bed springs get tortured with every night. Blushing red with embarrassment she quickly sped off down the hall. She KNEW it was a big one…
The reading group were across the road outside holding their breaths. Hand over faces. Collectively deciding to go home. The stench was unbearable.
Gil wondered where everyone was, shrugging her shoulders… in the same moment
Library owner: “Ches!! I TOLD YOU ABOUT THIS FUCKING SMELL!! YOU BETTER TELL WHOEVER IS DROPPING THESE NASTY GIGANTIC HIPPO DUMPS TO STAY HOME!! Ughhh!! … I heard my last cleaner crying to his wife the other day…”
Ches: “But-“
Library owner: “No buts! Goddamn reeks! If nothing changes YOU will be cleaning it up. I’m taking your pay for the next 3 months to pay for the damages”
Ches’ demeanour fell into a deep sombre one.
Gil felt so terrible about her damages. Looking back as she heard some of the bathroom fall to the ground in a wreckage.
Ches smiled with a pained face and left going the other way. Gil called out to him asking him to come over for dinner… his head stayed down as he dragged his body away.
Gil’s eyes filled up with tears, as she laboured her enormous body over to the bank. Checking her retirement plan money was coming in for her bills etc.
Her bowels were getting out of control. She needed to get her mind off things so went to the gym, not to workout or anything. She had already broken enough gym equipment over the years to finally accept that a brisk walk in the park would be just fine… her other favourite-
Gil: “Room for one more?”
The steam room!
Gil grew a new found love for the steam room, helping out with her circulation, made her feel amazing, best of ALL… helped her digestion and made her trips to the bathroom a more soft and cakey experience. With Dumps the size of hers she would rather them be nice and soft, allowing her to relax and not punish every toilet she uses.
There was just one problem…
When Gil opened the steam room door, everyone evacuated immediately. Knowing that her big bouncy belly was a warning to all living beings that require oxygen to live.
Sitting, she began to rub her belly. Enjoyed the blissful steam until once rotten soul entered.
“YEAH!! I'LL CALL YA BACK! STEAM TIME!! After I ripped off that dumb runt for three months hahaha I deserve- (Gets in) - Ahhh A nice break”
Gil quickly put a towel over her head. Recognising the voice. THE LIBRARY OWNER!! The very one who ripped off Ches for the toilet damages.
Her gut bubbling with rage-
Library Owner: “Ooh christ! Looks like you’ve got it bubbling nice and hot!! Good on ya pudgy!!”
Gil did well to control her anger.
Library owner: “Hey Pudgy! Move up a bit! Ya wanna sit on my lap or something!! Haha! Yeah”
Gil scooted along the seat. Blocking the entrance. Her butt bounced into the wall so hard, she flipped the ‘Max capacity sign’ meaning people walked past presuming it was full of people.
The library owner cranked the heat to max. Not knowing Gil had let loose a fart, a SILENT fart that could destroy lives.
‘Sniff Sniff’
“GOOD GOD!!… UGHHHH!! THE FUCK!! ARGHHH!! MY EYES!!? UGHHHH IT BURNS?!!”
Gil: “Sorry dear… I do love making sauerkraut at home… probably shouldn’t have eaten all 3 jars before bed last night”
The library owner tried to call for help, but the stench was unbearable. She fell to her knees gagging for air. The combination with the thick steam was lethal. Nothing short of modern war torture technique. The woman’s skin was burning like she was exposed to acid. As for her Nose eyes and ears, all on fire. Gil’s gas is the worst it has been in years. Even her deep sweaty asshole burned hotter than ever.
The library owner tried to make a break for the exit… reaching out for what she wished was steamy door handle-
BOING!!
Her hands sunk deep into what felt like a wall of soft round fat. Indeed. Gil had stood up blocking the exit. Her BARE ASS, stacked with what seemed a millennia of meals and overeating creating an ass. Better described as immovable blobs of thick blubber.
The library owner tried to push and shove the big loveable Gil. Making the big woman blush as she started to panic, spanking and jiggling the huge mountain of ass in her face. Gil enjoyed the butt jiggling, so much she didn’t realise her stomach was pressing up against the glass door. Building up immense intestinal pressure.
Pressure that worried Gil.. but it was too late!!
The library owner pushed Gil with two arms!! SPREADING THE CHEEKS JUST AS THE PRESSURE EXPLODED-
BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIIIUUGHHRRRRRFFFFT!!
BAOOOAOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRAAAAAWWAAAAAQWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFffffffrrrrrrttttt!!
!!
Gil: “Oh heavens!! I’m awfully sorry about that-
(The sports centre front desk staff felt a slight tremor. Watching the vending machine drinks shake. Gil's signature late night dump moan sang up to the steamy ceiling.)
Uhhhh my stomach stopped cramping!! Been three days nonstop”
The library owner got blasted back into the back seats! Taking a MEAN cakey shart to the-
(Woman screams hysterically as she blacked out. The fart was nothing short of a vile bombardment of dense gas. She passed out in seconds… Not enough oxygen)
Gil went to retrieve the girl. Big steamy bits of shart claimed her unconscious face… the girl began to turn blue. Such a fart was more dense than oxygen. Covering her face, making sure the coast was clear… Gil took her home.
The Library owner woke up… on a couch? A butt shaped crippled couch? … looking around there were giant jars of sauerkraut. Jumbo sausages drenched in odd coloured mayonnaise.
She tried to yell for help, but all she could make was a weak gagging sound. Lungs failing to expand from being filled with putrid gas…
What she heard next made her begin to cry for mercy.
(On the other side of the room, she couldn’t help but listen in)
Gil: “Oh Hey Ches! Thanks for coming”
Ches: “Thanks for having me, Looking forward to your cooking I’ve heard so much about”
Gil: “I hope you brought an appetite”
Gil walked Ches through the living room, wondering about the huge jars of sauerkraut were for… Gil deflected the question by getting him something to eat. Sitting opposite the big couch, he couldn’t help but ask
Ches: “Do you hear like.. choking? Or something struggling to breathe or something?”
The Library owner was trying to alert Ches… anybody… that she was there.. face up.. on Gil’s old couch cushion.
Gil was more interested in how the Library owner has been treating the poor guy.
Ches: “She made me pay for the… uhh round holes in the floor damages (Looks at Gil’s hips)… She closed my tutoring group for students with learning disabilities… said it didn’t pay enough.. worse thing, she’s been sniping from my pay, sometimes I have to skip meals just to group going and- Wh-what are you doing?”
Gil had heard enough. She began taking her underwear off. The library owner looked up-skirt at the shart ridden underwear. Lightly Mudded. Overstretched. War torn from a day up her ass.
Huge tears rolled down the library owner’s face as Gil bent over taking off her underwear… the sight of such a deep pair of ass cheeks filled with sweat and cakey shart… her heart beat fast as her life flashed before her eyes.
Gil: “I’m a great believer in Karma young Ches. Let’s hope she learns her lesson… and treats you- no… everyone with the utmost respect and dignity from now on… (Choking and whimpering sounds)…”
The hostage library owner could only watch as Gil’s COUCH WIDE ASS!! Descended slowly. The lower she got… the wider her pale squishy ass cheeks spread…
KABWOOOOOOOOOOOOORLCH!!!
Gil: “Ahhhhh Comfy as ever, dig in son, plenty more where that… (GURGLE) oh.. ah my… Jesus…”
BLLLLIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRFFFFTTTtt
Gil: “Gosh so embarrassing… Excuse me dear… Can you pass the air freshener?”
Giving Ches an excuse to leave the room. Gil unleashed hell on that library owner's face… toes curled with pleasure…
Unfortunately Gil got carried away. The couch itself didn’t survive the onslaught! She had butt crushed the couch to the ground. Ches came back Gil sitting full weight bare ass on the cold hard floor. The old trusty couch she had for so many years had enough. The sauerkraut gas was like no other. Even Ches got a boner seeing the scorch marks on the wall behind her and ceiling above.
Ches helped her up to her feet.
Gil: “Phew… Gonna miss that old thing… Ah well… I better get going to the bathroom dear… (GURGLE-GLORP) … hehe awww you’re turning blue… Had some horrible farts recently… ack! Everything is just going straight through me”
Ches was lost for words. The gassy smog was blinding him, the fart was as thick as hot forest fire smoke. Gil appreciated him not falling to his knees and gagging his lungs out like any other human being would.
Walking her to the bathroom.
Gil: “Well… This is my ‘me time’ Young man.. I don’t think that evil lady will give you a hard time anymore”
Ches watched her squeeze into the bathroom. He was trying to see ‘Jasper’ the new Ai toilet she showed him before.. but a woman of classy heritage, she closed the door gently behind her. She trusted him to see himself out…
But he couldn’t help but press his ear up against the door and his cock bulged as he listened in…
Gil: “Ughhh, darn it! You were closed to self unclog!!”
Jasper toilet: “ERROR!! ERROR!! REMOVE FOREIGN OBJECTS!! ERROR!! ERROR!! REMOVE FOREIGN OB-“
Gil: “The man said you could unclog yourself!! UGHH!! (PRESSES BUTTON REPEATEDLY)”
Gil hasn’t been eating much fibre recently. Poor Jasper. She was forcing it to process a 4ft ‘morning meteorite’. Thing left cracks the bowl and most definitely fried the circuitry membranes. Somewhat.
Jasper had a self maintenance system which could solve minor clogging. Gil was forcing it to handle something… unimaginable. When she called up and explained the size of the turd she left in the toilet. They hung up. Thinking she was lying. One plumber from the company looked through the window and took off running while he had the chance. Gil was folklore in the bathroom company. They couldn’t believe it.
Such a problem. She would be better off just moving house. Nobody on planet earth would want to be in the same room as that thing. Let alone touch it, or try to remove it.
Gil started to panic.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!
Gil: “Please hurry Jasper…”
Ches was drooling. Gil’s pre-poop gas was wetter and 10x more ripe. Rattling the puny bathroom door leaving it steamed with condensation.
Gil had nowhere to run. No one to call. No other option left. Aiming her gigantic ass at poor crippled Jasper…
GYABLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCH!!!
Using her butt she hammered the monster turd down the toilet. It worked!! … but Jasper was destroyed in the process!
Beeping and stuttering it’s usually perfect English.
Gil didn’t waste any time. Offloading a swampy bombardment of never ending stomach rotting stool. Unable to flush. Jasper was no match for her.
Ches found it hot hearing her trying to flush! Pulling in the weak flush lever… only made sounds of defeat… she had broken the toilet completely!! Leaving the bathroom half caked in waste that was a public biohazard! The smell lingered for blocks!!
That Jasper toilet never made a sound again.
Of course Gil hosed herself off and continued with her nightly routine. Having released all that stomach gunk she felt like a new woman. Strutting with stomach ease.
The very next morning. Gil cleaned up the house. The sofa took most of the time. She salvaged the library owner’s paper flat body.. Gil wasn’t sure if she had fully learned her lesson, but when she saw her throat was filled with thick heavy brown gunk. The sweet soul gave the benefit of the doubt.
Cleaning her up and leaving her on the library doorstep. Ches found her later and she was never the same. The library changed for the better and hosted multiple charitable events, groups and structures. The Library Owner was suddenly one of the most friendly people after that experience. Ches’s life had changed for the better.
Knowing this Gil’s face filled with a warm smile, headed off to the local mall. Loving her crocs as they support her huge chubby feet well, her ones were getting worn from overuse. So she entered the shoe store, confused, disoriented. So many young women were buzzing around, snatching at all sorts.
“!!! Who invited that Obese Grandma? Ugh her behind could block my driveway…”
Celine. A leading winner of a national beauty contest competition that was happening a few hours later. Beautiful beyond compare, prissy and prim, were words describing her overbearing upper class attitude towards life and people. Born in a family of wealth and leisure, seeing someone like Gil, made her metaphorically want to sink her toxic fangs into her soft blubber flesh as she walked over primed with insults for our beloved Gil.
Celine: “Hahaha, any chance of Cardio session Ms”
Gil didn’t even notice (being slightly hard of hearing)
Celine continued. Naturally gathering attention. Gil was too interested until she heard the ominous giggling at her expense
Gil: “Huh?… Holy cannoli! Aren’t you a beautiful young girl What a-“
Celine: “Naive. Blubber oaf! You disgust me. How much food do you need?!”
Poor loveable Gil, her kind eyes searched among the surrounding girls for some kind of explanation as to why she is being abused. They all looked away in cowardice. Celine was a known menace in these spaces.
Gil closed her eyes and smiled.
Gil: “Years of baking, I’m quite famous for my-“
Celine: “hah! I’m Sure you are- (Jiggling Gil’s butt cheek) I’m astounded!! Her posterior reminds me the wet cement in my third driveway haha”
The girls didn’t really want to laugh but gave a giggle just to not become the next target of Celine.
..
The next split moment… was as if time slowed down..
As Celine flicked her hair up and over her head, she spun around in model-like fashion. Having long charcoal black hair was quite a feat of her aesthetic.. in the same moment.. Gil turned the other direction hearing somebody call her name…
Gil’s butt being so jiggly her ass cheeks spread and trapped a LARGE proportion of Celine’s long hair between her ass.. along with her right arm!! She was yanked off her feet!! In the same moment Gil needed to sit down, noticing the 6 seater box cushion thing was empty she-
GBLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCH!!!!
Gil: “Ahhhh feels good to take a load off… hmm? Did anyone hear a crack?-
(Looking around at everyone’s super shocked faces as they couldn’t believe what just happened!!)
Now girls… no need to stare haha… it’s just genetics and decades of baking. Sure I am hungry now actually… Did any of you gals hear a crack?”
They ALL heard multiple cracks!! Gil butt crushed a 55lb Celine. Even the seat beneath her which seats 6 people imploded barely holding the giantess up.
The person Gil saw was another adoring old student. Who had nothing but praise for the woman, showered her with hugs and memories which made the surrounding girls ‘awe’ and blush. All leaving forgetting all about Celine.
The student thanked the giantess endlessly, paying for the woman’s food in new buffet close by
Gil: “You are too kind-
(KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMLCH!!)
Ahhh comfy! Now I think I’ll order the… GOODNESS!!”
Gil was surprised by the amount of food they brought her, The portions could only be described as ludicrous! Gil ate until her belly bulged out on the table. Bending the support beams.
She lost count of how many meals she ate. The food was mouthwatering! Incredible! Soul enchanting!
Making her way to the exit. All she heard was
“Mam?.. leaving so soon? What about dessert?”
Gil was surrounded by giant deserts. Full of fresh dairy cream, Jelly, Gelato ice cream… Gil smiled blushing
Gil: “Maybe just one then”
Hours later. Deep into the evening. Gil could barely walk. Stuffed far beyond her maximum capacity looking like she had two fully grown hippopotamus in her soft pudgy belly. Sloshing from her knees, wider than her hips and under her bosom. Blushing red with satisfaction, she indeed enjoyed some of the greatest deserts she has ever encountered. BARELY Waddling along the dark evening night… Celine was nothing more than a busted corpse spread over Gil’s big jiggly butt.
When she heard the familiar sound of the beauty contest, the bickering, the general sense of nerves, the clicker-clacker of high heels walking by… she wept quietly. Hoping someone will be her salvation from this giant woman’s gassy rump.. but as Gil laboured her way to the entrance. She stopped.
Her OVERLY stuffed belly sloshed around hazardously, like a blubbery wrecking ball almost crushing other contestants.
Some girls walking by encouraged old beautiful Gil to compete! Giving a massive vote of confidence to represent plus size women. The big Loveable Gil was beyond proud, but more like a shy blushing pride. The timid soul just wanted fly burst with happiness. Hugging everyone.
Gil: “Thanks girls… I will most certainly sign up”
Standing there hands on hips…
As the hype died down a little. Gil turned like the wind and decided to… (GWURGLE)… walk on by the beauty contest. The crushed Celine bouncing around on Gil’s butt could only weep as her only chance of being found just went with the wind… on a fat old lady’s curious whim.
But it wasn’t a whim…
Gil’s slow laboured waddle, sped up to a humble one person stampede. Holding her belly. She realised how much she had eaten earlier… At this point she didn’t even know what was disturbing her stomach.
Gil stopped and asked a random clerk
“Excuse me son, is there a bathroom near here?”
Clerk: “Sorry Mam. Bathrooms are all out of service. She came early this-“
Gil: “Darn! Never-mind thank you dear”
Celine hearing this. Tried to give one last scream at the top of her lungs, taking the deepest breath of air. She deep between Gil’s butt crevice… the air was musky but she tried her best-
“Aeeeeeeiiiii-BLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGHHHHHFTTTTT!!!”
!!!
Poor Celine. That young prissy smart mouth young lass never saw it coming. As she screamed… Gil couldn’t hold back a big shart. The woman was desperate for a toilet… now Celine’s face experienced the treatment Gil gives to her toilet daily. What made it worse is that Gil squeezed her entire ass to hold back more from coming out.
Caking Celine’s entire head in backed up super rich dairy gut sewage. Pretty sure she thought her face was melting, coming with something that smelt so horrible.
Gil walked deeper into the weird contest festival. All kinds of weird world records happening, Longest facesitting, most humans to stand on a face, carrying most humans, eating contests.
Gil didn’t really care, her rush for the toilet was becoming an emergency. Either she found a bathroom or the next trash can was going to be blasted to kingdom come!
Her belly, bloated beyond comparison, began to really hurt now. No longer able to run. Catching her breath she looked at a poster
“REIGNING CHAMPION!
BHOOMIKA!
The Bengali BOMBshell!!
18 Years undefeated!
‘THE SOUTH ASIAN BUMPER DUMPER!’”
Gil looked closely at her details
Gil: “She’s a big girl, 6 ft 7… 874 lbs… that’s almost a half a ton! She’s a looker too, what a nice smile”
“I know where the closest bathroom is”
Gil: “WHERE?! PLEASE TELL ME?!”
Gil turned around to a strong passionate glare. Frightening her almost. A Japanese woman, built like a pear shaped ssbbw water balloon, her soft body stood just taller than Gil at around 6 ft 4. Middle-aged maybe 46, wearing what looked like an undersized body suit. With hips as wide and sturdy as this woman's… her backside definitely swallowed the back deep between her cheeks. Her belly gurgled, but it was more like efficient engine pistons. Seemingly not bothering her in the slightest but loud and as disturbing as Gil’s overnight gripes after eating fish.
Stepping out the shadows in a (Quite large alley between cargo, but small and narrow for such a big lady)…a very dark and secretive gap. The kind of gap between structures that no one pays much attention to. A blind spot. A mysterious spot that no one pays attention to… Walking up to Gil, sniffing the air. Looking at Gil’s stomach, prodding and jiggling her belly like a doctor. She seemed impressed. Very impressed actually.
Gil: “‘Blushing’ ooof sorry about that… I had so-“
Stepping out of the shady gap she was blocking.
“Bathroom, this-a way”
Gil: “ARGHHH YOU SAINT!! HOPE THEY’VE GOT A FEW ROLLS!!”
Gil went charging off through the gap, ass and thighs brushing through…
Gil was stunned into awe when she reached the other side…
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