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She Never Knew - Part 4
🕑 Added 2022-02-06 23:00:03 +0000 UTC“Please?!!! HEMA!! I'm sorry! Please don't do this!” Josh watched helplessly as Hema sat in her favourite Indian takeaway
Beasting It down
Plates.
Bowls.
To the point the waiters brought her pots and buckets of the vegan curry. Stocked full with large slabs of tofu, paneer, spicy chilli beans, normal kidney beans, cabbage, lentils, brocherly, kale and chickpeas.
The poor guy, left chained up Hema was preparing a night of ‘enjoyment’ to punish him for making her grassy at work. Laying there in a video call he watched her for hours. He began to fear for his life, seeing her face screw and twist, her could HEAR the bustling of her gut. The video call shook with every gurgle. She looked like she had a steam engine in her stomach, brewing up ferocious gas
“Ahhh Full belly, ready for Home now I-” Hema having finished all the vegan curry stood up squeezing and sloshing her volatile belly.
“Hema be careful with that you don't wan-”
BLORRCH!!!
She dropped her belly
“Ahhh! Too tooo heavy!! Now I know why you scare of it... Josh?” Hema unaware she dropped her belly on the phone.
Stepping off to the side, the phone was smashed to bits. Crumbling to pieces in her hands. Shrugging her shoulders she left the place. Bulldozing customers flat the staff silently celebrated her exit having survived another Hema visit.
...Meanwhile, Josh’s video went blank, nothing but a blank screen staring back at him. “That was my NEW iPHONE...” as if his life energy was crushed along with the phone. Josh had spent time reinforcing things due to Hema’s weight gain. She just seemed to break anything as if his efforts were non-existent. The $100 reinforcement of the phone case and screen protection meant nothing against her giant belly drop...
Soon after...
DWELCH!-BGDOOMMMMM!!
Shocked to life by Hema hammering through their bedroom doorway. Josh trembled at her approaching giant frame. Her Saree dress was begging to be torn off, beyond stretched to it's the limits. Hema’s belly closed in on Josh’s head. He could see the outlines of the unlucky souls she belly squashed on her way home.
She marched over in a mute aggression. Josh tried everything to stop her. Kicking off her sandals her meaty souls stomped sweaty thunder, shaking the room in sync with her Jiggling body.
“Hema Honey, I'm sorry my cooking upset your belly, I can make it better, belly rub, feet rub come- (Hema strips off butt naked)- Hema when did you? (realises her immense weight gain) OH MY G-HEMA YOU CANT DO THIS!! IM YOUR HUSBAND” Josh started to buck and flail against the chain restraints seeing the size of or her bare ass. Huge pair of butt cheeks spread wider than his legs could reach. Silently standing over him, her butt shadow reached his knee caps.
BJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMnnnnggnnn
Hema butt crushed his chest, so heavy the bed imploded under her. Smashed to the ground. Josh’s head peeked through her butt cheeks. Muttering Jibberish while he was crushed alive with no support from the dying bed frame beneath him. Thinking she didn't land on his face as a sign of mercy or something.
The air became dark and sweaty as Hema covered them both in the thick winter blanket. Several attempts at a conversation fell on dead ears until Hema had enough-
(Hema equipped her headphones)
Josh could hear the quiet zen mode meditation voiceover blarring from the headphones. “She won't hear shit!” he thought to himself.
DJUPLORCH!!!
Hema butt jumped back onto his face!
SPLISH
SPLORCH
SQUELCH
Josh panicked feeling the amount of lube she splashed over her asshole and cheeks. Feeling her take deep breaths, her stomach gurgling seemed to express unrest. Gurgling wildly,
...Inside of Hema’s headphones Josh could hear...
“Try to imagine all the inner toxins just brewing inside you, now relea-”
(Hema began her yoga, Josh started to relax before-)
BROOOAOAOAAAAAORFFF
“-se them out what the every breath. And ag-”
PLAAAAARRFFFF
PRRROOOFFFFFFFF
BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORP
Josh whimperd tears of pain being forced endure Hema’s awful gas. Eyes closed, hands clasped, the gas she’d holding in for weeks maybe longer. Poor guy feared for his life seeing
SQUELCH!!
Hema backed her ass onto his face even more. Clapping her clammy butt cheeks against the wall behind their pillows. Burrying his head in her monstrous ass cheeks swallowed his head. Josh felt her pudgy hands
THWACK!!
!!?
As he screamed in pain, she mounted her anus on his mouth. Josh tapped out immediately having her max weight pin his jaw. She didn’t budge. Just nonchalant as she
FFRRRRRRRRROOOOOAWPT
BLOOOOOOOOOOOOIOOOORT
Relentlessly let loose on poor Josh, howling in relief as she shook the house with an influx awful pent up gas. Birds flew astonished at their doors rattling with lethal gas leaking out. He was blown deep into unconsciousness long before the morning came. Where he found himself coughing awake, as soon as he took in Hema’s lingering gas smog from last night. The room had just about survived her apocalyptic onslaught of gas. The wall behind her had blast marks, there was steam sizzling from the flattened mattress even the doors were blown off the hinges.
Before he could even regain his bearings...
DHUM DUM
DHUM
SQUELCH!
Hema charged in jumping for joy. Giant wide feet hammered Josh into a sweaty paste underfoot. Celebrating her college acceptance letter.
(Reminder to read the 300 Watcher Special!)
Celebrating.. She had no clue she was smashing stars of pain into his spine, thinking he was an pair of socks or something. Screaming for her to get off between her heavy stomps
“Foolish Josh, you want to be dancing rug or something?... Come on help pack! Shoo shoo” Hema flew around their house packing her things.
Josh ached to his feet, covered in Hema’s sweaty foot odour. Standing in the doorway, about to help pack her
BOUUING!!
Rushing past him she butt bounced him into her box of undies. The next thing he knew her hand plunged deep into the box and grabbed-
“Ahhhh my Air trapping panties haha! I really gassy when I nervous, Now no worry for Josh. JOSH!! HURRY HURRY!!” Hema shouted off down the hallway while putting her pants on
PLORCH!!
SQUISH!!
Hema’s butt mercilessly devoured the poor extra large air restrainting white pennies. They fit like bikini pants. At full mercy of her butt. Josh was smashed up in her ass, soon be ground down into a corpse
“Ahhhhh tight!! (Jiggle plorch!) everything Tight on my big butt. (Indian profanity) I think it's the tofu” Hema packed everything in the car herself wondering where Josh was
Walking out with her Tighter fitting shiny blue Saree on. There was no hiding her tremendous pear butt cheeks, Giaint cow bosom or even her landscape of a belly. The Saree was stretched beyond it's worth being a Saree, she looked like her body was about to bust out any coming second.
Ffrt
Blrrf
Frrrt
Phaaa
Hema busted out tiny farts as she walked to the car
Josh was stuck in her butt gagging for his life. The airtight pannies stopped air flow, meaning he was forced to swallow her gut wrenching nervous gas. Josh’s car was forced to cope Hema’s butt plopping, her belly bounced off the steering wheel. Hema crushed the poor guys car all the time, she blames it on him being selfish. Not allowing the car to get ‘used’ to her using it.
Pulling up to their dorm room. Hema made the biggest entrance possible pile-driving her way into their dorm. Students were bugged out thinking it was an earthquake, wondering about the destruction. Little did they know their dorm building was in for a shock. A big shock.
“Time to make comfort” Hema began wrestling off her panties, Josh Gasping for air crawling out of her cheeks.
BWOOOOUUURRRFFFFFFFFT
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARF
Josh blasted landing in a heap on the wall. Her gas was incredibly bad, he was blasted out there on the wall.
Hema took notice and unpacked, she could hear other students upstairs and downstairs questioning where the inhumane fart came from. The thick gas lingered throughout the block, some students even left coughing unable to cope. Peeling Josh off of the moist wall Hema took Josh to Dining commons, giggling to herself think the student are being dramatic
“EAT AS MUCH AS YOU LIKE? Buffet? Just I have student pass?” Hema voice rang alarm bells into Josh’s ears as she grabbed him running inside. Grateful of the giant door frame, even then her thighs still brushed through it.
Josh was being belly bounced forward, Hema forced him to carry HER plates of food.
12 plates later...
“Ahhhhh Loving what is called... Quesadilla hoho, so very cheesy” Josh cringed at the cheese stretch over her face being lapped up by her fat tongue. Knowing he is in for another night of Her putrid gaseous torture.
“Why you make face Sad? (Realises she's eating A LOT of cheese) ahah big baby Josh. Soon become strong man. Carry me on shoulders mhmmm” Hema licked her lips smiling at him before emptying the remaining three plates in her mouth. Josh couldn't help but stare at the juices splash over her giant breast.
Hema got up and headed to class. Josh watched her walk away, she had a poor cafeteria chair stuck up her ass. Her butt cheeks were bouncing over it, jiggling over it making it disappear in each step taken. Only the crooked legs that she butt crushed could be seen as she walked out. The pathetic chair fell to pieces in the hallway before she even noticed it was there.
BOBOING!!
Hema’s face twisted with confusion having never seen an American classroom before. Her belly bounced through the classroom door magnetizing every eye in class. Being 3 times the size of any student, her room shaking steps made everyone steer clear. Her thighs we're knocking over every single desk and chair. Only at the moment she realised that
“No fucking way I fit this tiny baby seat” Melting of slight embarrassment, her eyes darted, failing to find any seat big enough for her enormous butt. Fellow students in class watched her super soft body waddle and giggle around.
?!!
Hema set eyes on the front seat. Larger leather seat. Heart eyes on her face as she caused a one-man-stampede crushing all In her way up to the front desk.
The teacher... Was there the whole time... A dainty. Dark haired lady, 4ft10 was going through her notes
“Aha! Here they are cl...class?” Looking up to see moons sized butt cheeks falling towards her, darkness loomed as Hema-
SQUELCH!!!
PLORCH!
PLISHHH!
“Ahhh Comfy (Realises everyone starting at her) Something wrong? Why class look they see ghost or something?” The class continued to stare blankly back at Hema barely understanding a word she said, finding her thick accent hard to understand
Meanwhile their teacher was crushed to a pulp under Hema. Her butt cheeks didn't only swallow the chair, the chair was compressed towards the ground with her thighs and hips hanging off almost metres of each side. Hema’s belly smushed up against the computer keyboard. Everyone in class watched Hema’s giant jiggly breasts peek over the top and sides of the monitor, jiggling around like melted chocolate thick and creamy as if the computer screen was enjoying front row seats to her breastplay.
Hema helped herself to the teachers bag. Eating her lunch snacks and full dairy coffee and-
“Sauerkraut? Anybody knowing what Sauerkraut? Smelling funny” Holding the a solid packed tapperwear of the stuff. She took a tiny taste and...
“OOHH SOO VERY WONDERFUL!” Hema gobbled the entire tapperwear in seconds, emptying the thing into her mouth.
SPLRCH!!
Hema stood up
“For fucking sakes man! Why nobody talk? Where the Teacher Professor?” At this point, all the students Were dead silent. On their phones. Waiting for class to end. Fully entertained by Hema, thinking this was a YouTube prank of some sort.
PLORCH!!!
Hema shook the room, with a rage fuelld butt drop. The poor teacher got decimated to mush, lucky her guts were not busted out over the floor, while the seat creaked crying out for help holding Hema. She took the time to grade herself with an A* in her entire semester info. Eventually all the students left, which she then followed suit. Their poor teacher was left there, brutally injured. In a pool of Hema’s ass sweat.
Walking through the halls, Belly boucning, trampling, some we're even tall enough to get a face full of her breasts as she mowed down anyone and anything in her way.
!!
Hema’s eyes lit up seeing there was a Meditation and mindfullness club. Instantly signing up her and Josh. Little did she care it would possibly take up three or more spots to accommodate her.
Squeezing through her dorm room door. Hema dropped her bags and was clutching her belly, almost panicking. Looking around for Josh to help
*Jwiiiiiing*
“Oh hey Hema babe (Josh Closes door behind him coming in behind her) Mum sent me some of stuff now we're-”
BLOOAOAOAOAOOOAOOAOAOAOAOAOAOAAOAOOAOOORRRAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaffff
(Hema hands smacked, sinking into her butt flesh as her head tilted)
BRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWFFFFFFFFFFrrrrrrrrrrrrrrOOOOOOOUHGHHHHAFFF
Hema’s fart completely ragdolled the guy
“(Indian language delight phrase) Aahhhhhh been holding ALL DAY. I hope Josh not home haha... JOSH ARE YOU HOOOME?” Until Hema stepped a few steps forward she turned to see Josh spralwed out , lying on his back like dying cockroach. Coughing weekly in her vile cloud of gas.
“Hahaha Such a silly man (She zoomed in to his dazed face) you want me to sit your face, with gassy and sweaty bum bum. I lucky to have Loving Husband-(Hema peeped Josh’s fancy package) you give Hema gift too?” Hema picked the box from Josh’s tinged grip. She ripped it open...
“Haha Your mother buy me... Bodysuit Pjs?” Still coughing and coming back to his senses, Josh awoke to see
His high quality gift bodysuit Pyjamas, were being, absolutely demolished by Hema gargantuan pear body. She was pulverizng the stitches, forcing and grunting the poor thing over her thighs… then Ass. Josh could only watch.
“Ahh Comfy, now for top half” Hema bent over as Josh marveled at her planet sized butt cheeks devour the bodysuit ass. His hopes for the body suit died once he saw she wasn't wearing underwear. Meaning the bodysuit will die trying to tame such a huge ass.
Somehow she managed to fit the rest over her rambunctious belly and breast meat. Josh became more and more turned on by her body jiggling in the skin tight body suit. Her humongous breast squished tight, like eggs in an egg holder. Her cantaloupe sized belly button squished tight which pressed against her stomach and
BLOOOOORRRRFFF
pushed her gas out
“Woo! Very tight (BRRRAAWP) hgnn ah squeezing Hema stomach (FRRROOOOOOUFF) feel so (GWOOOOAOAOARRFFFF) good ahhhhh” The tight bodysuit was squeezing her belly pushing ALL of her gas out
Josh lay there on the floor watching her gaseous frenzy. Deep bassy moist fart, putting all low note trombones to shame. Reverberating off her giant cheeks. The air quickly became very warm, thick, Josh could hear gagging and screams from around their dorm block. Covering his face he wanted to run for his life. As he was about to, his phone rang
It was a video call from his Mom
“Josh? Why are you crying? What's that weird... Fog? in the air son. Did you cook again? Haha” Josh’s covered mouth stayed silent as his burning eyes watched his mum laugh at his suffering. Running out of air he was about to ask for help
PLORCH!
Hema bounced into the video call, Josh’s mum blew up, ecstatic! Happy to see Josh sharing his clothes with Hema complementing her figure sending Hema into a rush of blushing red cheeks. They began to go off into their world of feminine chatter, relating, comparing, and supporting each other through listening to each others complaints about men and society etc. Hema began to walk around the room, lost in a complete daze of her conversation.
Josh, up on the window ledge, fighting the window to open more grating fresh air to breathe. Hema’s farts had fogged up the window and the handle slippery with sludge like condensation.
!!
Josh’s grip slipped, falling back he was lucky the bed offered a safety net. Lying there forced to live with Hema’s lingering gas.
(Hema loomed over the bed, dwarfing it in size comparison)
“Sorry to her you've got trapped gas, my remedy... I eat lots of gassy foods then push like hell. I'll even send you my Sauerkraut, beans and fish combo. Should defo clear ya out! But for now let all out Josh will support you” Their conversation sobered the ears of young Josh, unable to fathom what he could hear.
“uhuh... Ok (Face screws up) I try to-“
JUBLOORRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFF!!!
Hema let off a fart that smashed the window as if she launched a gas rocket from her ass, too powerful for the window to contain. The cold night air brought ease to Josh’s lungs as he lay there watching her gassy fog be sucked out the gaping window
However in a blink
The street lights shon their ambient glow upon what loomed over Josh.
Hema’s, bare. Ass.
Having blasted a whole in the doomed bodysuit. Her ass was out, sweat droplets shining in the same ambient street light invading their dorm. Casting giant shadows underneath each butt sending intimidating silence through Josh’s brain.
“Not to worry! You can use Josh’s clothes anytime ok” Josh’s mom hummed comforting words into the air
Hema thanked her and hung up clutching her bubbling belly
BLORCH!!
Hema’s ass hammered huge butt domes through the mattress. Josh no match for her full weight plop. Getting comfy she crushed him flat. Completely submerged in endless flesh.
She thought he left to go visit his friends or something. Heavily plopping and moving around on top him getting comfy.
BLUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRFFFFF
BWWWOOOOOOOOOUUUURRFFFF
Poor Josh spent the night having his throat pumped by ungodly gas from Hema’s burning butt hole and-
She never knew
Could be continued….
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