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The SSBBW CRUSH-ER Patient - Part 3
🕑 Added 2022-10-03 00:56:44 +0000 UTCThe SSBBW CRUSH-ER Patient - Part 3
(WARNING!! IDA IS A DAMN GROSS SAVAGE DOM!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED... If that is not your thing XD) ENJOY!
Kyle spent his days being squashed, used as a seat cushion, a foot rest, a feeder, Ida even made the poor man clean up her sweaty body when summer came around.
In important meetings she’d beat him to his knees and use him as a stool. Even when he agreed to, she still trampled him to mush with her bare feet saying its good to de stress before big meetings.
Kyle knew his life was over when-
“Heyyyy!! That’s ID, my licenses, MY-HEY WAIT!!!”
Ida was emptying his bag into the shredder. She shredded all proof of his identity. On the records system he was man who was squashed by a ‘bear’ and his body was never found.
Bending over to Kyle smiling, as she pushed him into the wall. Pinning him with her super heavy breast. She pierced his ear with a tiny tracking device
“Ahhhh now you are mine, all mine…”
With Kyle’s help, Ida was able to climb the career ladder and become an extremely powerful and recognised figure in the public eye.
Interview after Interview
Meeting and after Meeting
Taxi after Taxi
Poor Kyle’s hands were SO numb from rubbing her feet so much, she’d just lay him down and stomp her foot over his face. Ida would even trample his stomach making him spew drool so she’d enjoy foot ‘Massage’ even more. Sometimes her foot odour was enough for eyes to water.
But Kyle’s suffering did not end there…
As Ida had constant meetings, she built up some monster gas over the months passed. Sometimes having to hold her gas in for days.
This all changed on a rainy Autumn lunchtime
GYUUUUUURGLE
Ida’s stomach was stocked full with heavy African American soul food. Yams, pork chops, mac and cheese, pickled cabbages, steak burgers. She had just celebrated a multicultural event.
She was late to her meeting.
Rushing in, her gut was on fire about to explode at any minute. Luckily when she arrived the guys were in break so the room was empty
Ida threw Kyle into her chair, placed his head right in the centre.
Kyle.. exhausted as usual.. somewhat startled by her haste and panic
“Kyle zis one you hef to take for ze team (*GYUUURGLE-GLORT*) …. Ahhhh my god… quick!! Hold (*Grrrooouuu*) OPEN YOUR MOUTH BITCH!!”
SQUELCH!!!!!!
Ida jumped back on Kyle’s face, spreading her cheeks over his face until she felt him breathing on her-
Ida sat back full weight as the other CEOs and executives entered the room. They found it weird she didn’t stand to greet any of them but the meeting commenced swiftly
She tried to hide her face of utter euphoria blasting Kyle’s throat with gas. Every time someone was speaking Kyle’s lungs would be stretched by a horrifying fart and-
“Hey guys is anyone’s phone ringing? I felt a vibration…”
“Yeaah, I agree, I recently heard somebody gagging… even though it sounded quite far away”
Ida was trying her best to hold in the fart she was about to drop… she hid by drinking a coffee. Later did she realise it was a super non-diary high fibre coffee which it made things worse… for Kyle!
Who was being crushed to death under her raw fleshy buns.
The meeting resumed which means she continued. Her farts became deeper, wetter and longer, some even lifted her up off the seat they were so powerful.
The meeting concluded and the men left swiftly all having tight schedules. Ida was left alone in the room, she couldn’t move…
She could feel a monster dump fighting it’s way out. Giving up she lifted her cheeks let Kyle suffer
Pumping his tiny throat with foot-longs from her butt. One after the other, poor Kyle was pinned, forced to have his throat beaten open by an overbearing onslaught of what most toilets couldn’t handle
Even Ida was surprised how much her gut was holding as she mercilessly grunted more down his throat until… he blacked out
Grabbing sticky tape, she sealed his mouth shut and carried him out under her coat. She left the chair crippled and sweaty, smiling at the cleaners reaction to the chair as she left.
Again Ida was in a car journey as she waited for Kyle to wake up.
As his eyes opened, he couldn’t believe what he saw, he almost blacked out again…
Ida was devouring a mountain of Kurxa sloppy joes. The ones that were taken off the menu as they were deemed ‘Dangerous’ to the community
Ida was whaling them down
“My hero… *MUCNH MUCNH* I’m surprised you’re alive”
Kyle’s eyes were barely open… they widened even more when he saw what she was eating
His limp arm tried arm tried to stop her from eating the sloppy joe, Ida took no notice of his weak arm. Not even string enough to sink into her breast meat.
“Oh… yah. I’m eating what ze fuck I vant… (leans over to whisper in his ear… squashing him) I like the way you squeal for mercy”
She was chewing directly in his ear spewing sloppy joe gravy over his face
The driver looked back confused, which was met by Ida’s mean death glare. The general never even knew Kyle was there with her.
BWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUURRRRPP
Ida belched poor Kyle out cold. His body fell limp up against the car door, covered in saliva and sloppy joe gravy and half eaten sludge.
“HOLY GODDAMNNN…. MS IDA… *gag* ughh I’m sorry but…”
The poor driver was suffering inhaling her meaty sloppy joe burp that filled the car. Had no choice but to pull over.
In the middle of a desolate forest road, he ran out and barfed his guts. He turned around to be-
SLORCH!!!
Accidentally face to face with Ida’s churning belly button.
Ida playfully bounced his head into her bellybutton, he refused flailing in her fleshy abyss
Obviously extremely confused as Ida’s public reputation says she’s a gentle sweetheart who everyone seems to love and adore. The people that were witnesses of her commit her crimes of the past… seemed to either not recognise her or … disappear
(He never realised the certain pattern… everyone that had a bad thing to say about Ms Ida… mysteriously disappeared… creating a untouchable fear factor. No wonder she was increasing in status so quickly)
Ida whipped out his phone and video called his wife
“WHAT THE-“
PLORCH!!!! BLAP!
She stuffed his body between her thighs and sealed him in place under her belly. Poor guy was suffocating on the sweaty flesh
His wife was panicking seeing his limbs go floppy and tired
Ida threw him in the hard mud, along with the phone still in the call. She walked over, stomped on his stomach, gagged his jaw with the phone.
The drivers wife watched Ida walk over and stand over him, she pulled ho her skirt.
..Kyle heard the spectacle from the car, scooted to the window and dared to peer his eyes…
KABOOOOOOOOOOULCH!!!
Ida jumped and landed on the guys head. BARE ASSED!! His brains spirted over the car door, startling poor Kyle half to death. Quickly making him go back to faking his sleep.
The wife on the phone, could only listen to her husbands face being butt pummelled to literal mush. The phone survived until Ida’s belly gurgled
FLOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIUUUUUURRRFFF
Once Ida Bombed his corpse with a forest reckoning fart… the wife’s connection cut out. Ida texted the poor woman
“If I hear a peep from you in the media… you will be my new horsey…”
Her deep evil laugh echoed as she stomped over to the car. Grabbing Kyle’s sleeping body and making him drive the rest of the way
Sadly for Kyle, he made him stop in every food stop, the car was almost filled with empty chicken box buckets.
“OOOOH YAH!! Ztop at ze Kurxa… I vant more zloppy joe!!”
Again Kyle watched her stuff her face, she was orgasmic as she stuffed her throat full if all the spicy sloppy joe meat and beans. The super satisfying extra thick beef, knocked her out.
Ida laid there like a slap of meat, snoring up a storm. Kyle could feel the car gradually leaning to her side. Parking up… Ida was still out cold snores still roaring…
Kyle thought this was his chance, searching his ear for the tracker
He couldn’t feel anything! At this point he was willing to rip his ear lobe off.
Ida flopped into the car door….
!!
Which rocked the 9 Seater…
Kyle couldn’t believe his eyes
The car was-was tipping over slowly lifting up from his side. She was putting too much weight on one side of the car until
KABOOOOOOOOMLCH!
The car fell over to the side, waking up Ida. Kyle had leapt to safety but now watched on…
Two guys and a girl came running over to help Kyle, he couldn’t utter the words to say they should run for their lives.
As he could see Ida climbing out of the car wreck.
“AHEM!”
The three people looked around confused as to who made the sound
Only Kyle and the girl looked up and barely scrambled away from the-
SQUELCH!!!!!
Drop-zone.
Kyle and the traumatised girl were grasped together shaking. As Ida had brutally butt crushed the two guys. Spraying guts everywhere
Kyle whispered in the girls ear to run. Then he realised her legs were… GULP… crushed under Ida’s ass
However
Ida was sitting there rolling her eyes biting her lip. One of the poor guys went head first up her deep sweaty butt
Her giant feet were curled enjoying the poor guys struggling. Poor guy perished in seconds.
Ida took the girl carrying her like an injured friend or daughter so nobody would suspect her of anything. The guys she squashed in the car park would never be identified, looking like mashed pork-chops.
A few ER servicemen ran past Ida in panic having found the mush of two bodies. Ida grinned at Kyle.
“Vait until they find out I like to be on top HAHAHA (SQUASH!!)”
Ida belly slammed Kyle into the wall before laughing down the hall
Kyle followed behind Ida watching her ass. The poor skirt was about to explode any second, looking like a single bed sheet trying to cover two mattresses.
They signed in to the hotel, being a woman of status. The hotel staff were going out of their way, treating her to extra snacks and all of the above. Kyle just watched her with disgust in his chest, as she ate everything they brought her
Cakes, sandwiches, cheese slabs, even a phiily cheese steak burrito!
Kyle was squished under her belly in the elevator, but nobody had it worse than the girl from the car park.
Ida crammed her between her breast, poor girl was being drooled on, squashed by Ida huge torpedo breast. Worst of all, was drowning in boob sweat.
After bulldozing down the elegant high rise ‘condo’ style room. Ida forced the girl to order a truck load of room service. Chomping down, the girls made an agreement that Ida would let her go if she fed Ida
Which was going to plan until she was trampled by service people bringing the dishes in a hurry. Ida enjoyed meal after meal deep into he depths of the night.
With no signs of slowing down Kyle fell asleep to the sounds of her monstrous munching…
Waking up…
Ida
Stood over him,
Holding her belly smiling as she dragged him out the room…
Ida was wearing the same skirt, only today she wore a long dress which covered her butt properly. Her butt shelf could hide at least two people, Kyle could hear her clammy thighs chafe away.
“Ahhh Ms Ida we have you booked for our consultation today? Ah yes! I predict a duration up to 7 hours… (GRROOOUGLE) you’d be advised to ‘ahem’ prepare yourself well Ms Ida”
Ida hand landed firmly on Kyle’s shoulder, her super long nails ran along his neck. Like he was some kind of object of hers
“Yah! Double ommlete, extra fat cheese with coffee, 6 beef sausage, with beans and full mocha latte (Ida feels Kyle trembling) make that three double omelettes”
Siting in the meeting room, Ida’s seat barely holding her. Everyone could see her butt shelf from across the table. Every move she made the table moved and the ground shook.
Kyle was lucky as one of the meeting members were late meaning he was aloud to use their seat for the time being
Beginning to relax, even grinning at Ida
Before his seat was grabbed and turned
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