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WELP... That’s My SSBBW Momma - PART 8
🕑 Added 2022-07-04 21:01:00 +0000 UTCWELP... That’s My SSBBW Momma - PART 8
By Kurxa
Brenda’s Special conveyor belt buffet. Where Kurxa cafe empty an ongoing surplus of delicious meals is dropped into her gaping mouth from an overhead conveyor belt until she pleads full… or in this case
“CMAAAAAN *GULP-OOLOOMP* Urp! PUT SOME PROPER SLABS OF PORK ON THERE *PLAP-JOOLOING* I WANT TO BE FULL GODDAMIT” Brenda yelled
From beneath the conveyor belt. She had been beasting down Food all afternoon, sitting on poor Denny all evening.
The punishment for running away way leaving Natalia as her PERMANENT bitch for life.
His brief taste of freedom was now brutally snatched away.
Brenda had already punished him before she smashed him with a butt drop.
The poor guy was disciplined to that of an obedient humble servant to his mom.
As his 7ft over 2000lb mom refused to get off of him. The kurxa staff wouldn’t dare ask why they are feeding a giant woman in the basement of her house
Only a fool would piss off a mobile woman who eats off of a conveyor belt.
After the food was completely done, Brenda rolled over-
SQUELCH!!!
Brenda rolled over, asleep. Her overgrown belly and breast crushed through all the old furniture and dusty old cabinets. Thumbing into the wall shaking half the street with a meaty impact.
Denny was left in her butt crater. Finally able to see daylight. His throat and lungs were sore. Tainted with foul Brenda gas, poor guy could feel the gassy sludge like moisture all inside him. Wanting to run for his life and never come back, his body was paralysed
He knew it was only a matter of time before his mom Brenda would roll over. With his face under her almost basement-wide gassy butt. He would certainly perish with no escape. But as if from his very prayers he heard-
“Oh my Denny- Baby I’ve got you” Denny’s Girl Jane, showed up peering into the basement hole.
(Which was basically a hole in the ground at this point, however their house stood partially reminiscent of the house that once stood there)
Jane dusted off the paralysed Denny, kissed him and hugged his aching body. He just begged they get the hell away from His giantess mom.
Jane being quite the small girl, she didn’t have much physical power behind her either. Barely throwing Denny to safety now up on the front lawn…
Denny… tilted his head…
His heart stopped when he noticed…
Brenda was rolling over!
Towards Jane!
With a truck load stuffed in her belly, a belly flop would be the last time he laid eyes on his beloved first ever girl. Jane.
Brenda’s belly was so heavy, even her in a sleep state she struggled to roll over,
“JANE QUICK!! GRAB MY HAND!!” Denny crawled extending his pathetic arm
Denny barely able to breath didn’t lift her an inch. Looking up he saw Brenda rolling over, a tidal wave of fat laboured over at a shocking speed, he looked into Jane’s watery blue eyes as
BWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLCH!!!
Brenda’s half a ton ass and thighs crashed into the wall wrecking the entire basement wall, as she bounced from the impact. Jane’s guts were spewed up into the air as she was pooped like a water balloon. Poor girl didn’t even get a chance to scream for her life.
As Denny was crawling away for his life, tears dancing down his face. He could feel Brenda’s belly gurgled shaking the ground, even though she was fast asleep. Her sleeping gas was worse because
BLUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFF
Denny flinched at Brenda’s giant fart. As one of Jane’s shoes landed in-front of him. Charred gray as if Brenda’s fart had vaporised the other fabric. The foul stench that lurked from the shoe, was enough confirmation Jane was a goner. The grass turned brown in the vicinity of the shoe.
The fire emergency team came speeding, which Denny was able to avoid. Crawling down the sidewalk for dear life
Until he was captured. Kidnapped
Denny was knocked out cold.
God knows how long Denny was unconscious for.
He woke up tied and gagged in a mansion. A GAINT mansion, the ceilings were so high he had to double glance if he had been shrunk.
The super luxury ceilings were super high up. Denny was about to accept his comfy situation, beginning to relax. He realised he was able to get out of his restraints. A skill he had learned randomly surfing the dark web. Something told him not to order the 700lbs of middle eastern pear.
DHUUUMMM
DHUMMMMM
DHUMMMMMM
Footsteps that would match king kong himself shook the room, Denny dove under the giant couch. Banging his head off the fancy marble floors. Such heavy footsteps had him petrified. Unlike anything in his wildest dreams.
The steps were getting closer. AND CLOSER. The couch sprang up in each step, as if it too wanted to up it and run too. Denny had to… peer his eyes out the bottom of couch.
….
He went pale…holding back screams of terror.
Huge, scaly feet, swollen as if they worm down by carrying such weight. Several meters away he got whiffs of the musky clammy feet that stomped towards him.
“COME OUT-COME OUT WHERE EVER YOU ARE?….” The DEEP feminine voice sounded familiar but very different
The footsteps were so loud Denny kept losing his bearings, forgetting what he saw.
The steps passed by a little. He dared to peak through again, looking up all he saw was a BARE ASS. Casting an enourmous shadow he couldn’t see past it. Such a round butt, looked familiar but… she almost filled half the damn MANSION SIZED room.
Then she turned around…
Scratching more fear onto Denny’s face.
It was Brenda. It felt like she was double the size he last saw her. Possibly 8ft 7, as for her weight… Immeasurable
“Sorry I Smushed your little girlfriend, The guys couldn’t find her body in my butt. So I sent her family my er… *BOOOOORFFF* oho
Condolences… hahaha I had A LOT of built up condolences DAMN” Brenda laughed taunting him farting gas of damn near tear gas into the room
Denny remembered the squelch of Jane’s body against Brenda’s butt. His heart stung with pain. Watching Brenda look around for him
“You forced my hand Son, I told you NO… GIRLFRIENDS!!… but you ran away and didn’t listen… So I did the rightful thing any loving mother would do….” The silence was deafening with anticipation
Denny eyes darted around like scared cat
“*Munch munch* May just have squashed every girl in town that has laid eyes on you… hehe! Now you’re safe to be my son” Brenda’s words echoed with a crazy triumph
“That pre school teacher you always hugged after class… she looved my belly drops… especially after her desk broke hahaha.
Your friend from middle school, turns out she never left her goth stage. She was skating down a hill. Didn’t see me waiting at the bottom… skated right between my thighs… probably being chafed to death right now haha!
And don’t think I haven’t seen that blonde bimbo dog walker, bending over in front of OUR house to scoop poop. She met my ass… damn it was bare ass too. If she could hold me for 10 seconds I would have let her go. Weak bitch, my farts last longer than 10 seconds“
Brenda admitting to crushing every single one of his girl crushes went on for ages. He turned pale knowing that every girl who he ever blinked at… was gone. Not just gone, unsuspectingly smashed to pulp under his mom.
“Now come on out and be a good boy… Mommy is getting BAD BAD gas…UGHH my stomach is CRRRAMPING!” Brenda’s belly gurgled fiercely. Like an out of control cauldron. Even the chandelier rattled above Brenda’s head.
Brenda was getting audibly angry, stomping, grunting, but most importantly… out of breath.
BWEEELLLCH!!!
She butt crushed the GIANT sofa, poor Denny was pinned to the ground. The sofa accepted its fate barely feeling like a blanket on top of Denny, He could feel his neck spazzing under the incredible weight. She sighed in relief sitting full weight, Denny began to panic, he couldn’t breathe…
Her boulder butt cheeks hung off the sides of the couch, but her crevice was flattening his face. Crushing his skull, feeling his brain squeeze.
Brenda sat and watched her show like she even forgot she was looking for him. Chowing down on some spicy salsa.
He could feel her bouncing, leaning from side to side to dig her pants wedgie out. She was so heavy, he could feel his face breaking under such pressure.
BLOOAAAAAAAAFFFFFFFFF
Denny’s face became burning furnace being covered in fart moisture. The combination of her weight and the gas made him think he died. Laying there in limp shock. Until
BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURURRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGAGAGAGAGGGHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFF
PLORCH!!!
Brenda plopping to get comfy again
“Ahhhhhhhh…. (Panting) whew!! GOOD GOD THAT IS BADD…… (GURGLEGLE)… fuck!! MORE UGH dammnit!!” Restless Brenda was bouncing, plopping all over Denny
Poor Denny had the gut wrenching fart, hammered into his face by Brenda’s constant moving. Even she held her own nose, revolted, gagging almost. He heard several bones click, the shooting pains in his body. He was going to be crushed into sofa dust very soon if Brenda didn’t get up.
BEEBEEBEEBEEBEEBEEBEEBEEBEE
“AARGH!! This is why I need that scrawny twerp!” Brenda stomped off annoyed
Her farts were so potent it set off the fire alarm. Denny listened to her stomps as the walked off to go turn it off, she released dozens of farts that reverberated of the giant mansion walls. She was praising after each fart like an orgasmic overflow of pleasure. Denny thanked his lucky stars for the fire alarm going off.
Crawling his pathetic zombified corpse to the giant front doors. Filling with momentum… he was finally free!! Crawling faster and faster
Fuelled with confidence to even get up and grab the door handle. As his hand graced the door handle-
!!
The twist force out muscled his force from the other Side
“ITS OPEN GIRLS!!!”
Brenda’s footsteps sped up in the distance, roaring her deep yet feminine voice
BOUINGGG
The pair of mansion doors flung open and no less than 4 GIANT SSBBWS busted through. Poor Denny was trampled into a sweaty foot smelling pile of flesh now with piston holes in him. Not one of the SSBBWs could see over their bellies, so the poor guy was stepped on with no remorse.
Crawling like a slug out the front doors, he slivered across the grass and eventually reached freedom.
Couple weeks later he was all up and running. Filing for a new house, he wanted to get as far away from Brenda as possible. He had lost his job, girlfriend, house everything. He was mortified when he found out all his money had gone to paying for Brenda’s public damages as he was legally bound somehow.
He had to work and start off from scratch.
He ended up… going back to Brenda’s mansion. Dragging his head as he crossed the luxurious lawn, as if this was a row death row sentence. He had no choice.
The mansion looked worse for ware, the white walls were tinted green, windows cloudy with brown highlight. As he got closer there was a radiating musk of warm gas. Like the sewers on a hot day, the thick air made his eyes water. As he rang the doorbell , the familiar ground pounding footsteps
The doors softly fell open, as if they were busted from constant belly bounces.
*Grab!*
“(Her fat lips over his hear, whispering) Mommy is backed up with a whole lotta gas… and you’re gonna fix it… (Doors slam shut) Son”
She devoured his face with overwhelmingly aggressive tongue kissing, poor guy just took it, gagging on her recent meals. Denny was shaking as she sloshed thick saliva filling his cheeks
“Keep that in your mouth son, you’re gonna need it” Brenda warned
Denny was being dragged through the mansion, The once luxurious fancy mansion now looked like an old factory. An old factory that produces gas, the gas that smelled like one huge bathroom at an all you can eat buffet place.
Denny laid eyes on a squashed doctor!!
“Oh him… ahaha I called him to talk about my gut problem… he insisted to prove I wasn’t lying. I let off a 20 second plus butt bomb, a real bassy home hitter…
The weirdo came in his pants. I sat on his lap and showed him theres more , released a damn storm on him. He hasn’t moved since, I’ve got plans for”
…
They both disappeared into the giant dark bedroom. Denny could be heard begging for mercy, saying how Brenda’s ass was too sweaty an unkempt.
Poor guy…
BLORCH!!
A thinderous impact silenced his screams of terror. Better yet silenced all life in the building…
“take it like man…”
Thanks for reading!
PS: Brenda is coming to a close, this may indeed be her last piece, as I’m trying to diversify my content a bit more than now.
PSS: If you want more pieces of Brenda, let me know otherwise I’ll conclude her story here
PSSS: Have a great day
