Moody Marta. (SSBBW FEMDOM STORY)

Moody Marta. (SSBBW FEMDOM STORY)

Disclaimer: Ssbbw femdom, Sadistic ssbbw, public humiliation, Squashing, Smothering, Butt crushing, Super overdominanT sassy Italian... (Kurxa takes a deep breath)...

Enjoy.

Zack, quite a lengthy guy. Tall and slender in his morning walk through the local forest. Loved clearing his mind with nature walks… heard some ruckus up ahead. Hands cosy in his jogger short, shirt relaxed in the lunchtime breeze. His face curiously blank as he walked towards the commotion. 

“YOU A DE STUPID OR WHA? HOW CAN I A FIT THIS E BARBONE GRASSO (Huge Bum) on e dis a tiny thing” 

Such a ferocious Italian accent scorched his ears from a distance. Was someone in trouble? Emergency? Zack wanted to help speeding up. 

!! 

Walking up he was shocked still.they were both wearing uniforms of somesort. Maybe they were scouts, protesters, Zack couldn’t make much sense of their fits, Listening to- 

“Idiota!! I weigh 385 kilograms (850 lbs)… (Girl stares blankly. Americans use pounds ‘lbs’ she had no clue what the fiery Italian was saying.. her accent wasn’t the only thing that was… ahem Thick) How you esspeckt me to be comfort?! HOW?!! IDIOTA! BAH!” 

Now, Zack was quite the attractive guy, not a crazy womaniser, but his tall 6 ft 2 frame, long brown rockstar hair got him in nice with the ladies over his life. 

So in a situation like this one, he would usually be able to help out. Ease the tension… mhmm…

The Italian woman had another woman by her ponytail, yelling in her face. For bringing her a log to sit on that was… well… too small. The Italian took offence to this and, here comes Zack. Wanting to ease the situation. Bring peace as it were. 

Sensing his presence, the Italian kicked the girl in the face threatening her to find a bigger log. 

As the Italian woman turned to look at Zack. His soul sank to his toes. She had the face of a beautiful supermodel. Deep dimples, big hefty lips, thick shiny blonde hair, and green eyes that freeze weak people in their shoes. Running her small hands through her hair Zack was already blushing. She was stunning. Like insta-boner stunning!! 

As for her body- 

!!! 

Zack’s lustful gaze was halted by her full on glare. Hands on hips. Standing at 5ft 5. Looks like she was already losing patience with him. 

Zack: “… What’s the problem? Everything ok” 

She walked over to him. Slowly. Like a lioness on the prowl. Her body dimensions were out of this world! 850 lbs packed into a 5ft5 pear shaped body… her lower body looked like she was hauling around 3 people in those pants. Butt cheeks looked like beach balls in those shorts. Things like strong cement pillars. Calves arms looked strong. Like her fat capacity was maxed out! 

Zack began to panic. He could feel the weight of her footsteps. As her tight boots crept closer… 

Until… She was so close. He could see her ass over shoulder. God! Her ass was pushing the shorts beyond their limits. The sexiest thing about it was, her ass poked out the top. Matching her tan. Meaning “GULP” No shorts or jeans fit her. Ever. She just had to rely on- 

PLORRRCH!!-TWISSCH!! 

The next thing he knew she punched through his shorts, Tearing a hole, grabbing his cock and balls and yanking him to his knees in agony. 

He wept like a walrus. She… she was so strong! Merciless. He was at her mercy. 

“YOU LOOKA MY BARBONE (Butt) NO E SAY HELLO! NO E ASK MY NAME!! BAH! NOTHING!! DOG!! I TRAIN YOU LIKE A DOG… (feels him getting hard) HAH! DOG WID E TINY COCK!!” 

On his knees he got a better view of her. She was not stunning, SHE WAS ENCHANTING!! Glowing tanned skin with long natural eyelashes, thick strong eyebrows. Her face was the face of a natural beauty… a natural beauty who had him about to black out if he didn’t think fast. 

Sadistic. She pulled and twisted. Awaiting to be addressed with respect. 

Zack panicked! 

Zack: “Whatsyournamebeautifulmisstressmommygoddesspleaseeeeee-“ 

She dropped him face down in the dirt. Stood her tiny boots either side of his head. He rolled over looking up. Slowly, took her barefoot out of her boot. 

‘She doesn’t wear socks!! My god she has incredible sexy feet’ 

Zack couldn’t help but marvel at her picture perfect feet. Pink soles, pale bendy arch, big spongy toes, her feet were that of a goddess. Drenched in sweat dripping over his face. Smothering his face with the soft flesh he had ever felt! Like they were made of dreams itself… until she started to lean weight on his face!

!! 

He grabbed her monster calves. Solid. Immovable. She kicked his cheek. 

“MAR-TA. Mi Chiamo (My name is)  MARTA… SAY IT!!” 

Zack didn’t know what to do with her foot on his face. He just muffled it. Tasting her foot. 

Unimpressed. She began to crush his head. So he sped up and said her name over and over. Louder and louder. Opening his mouth wider and wider until. 

GWWWWOOOORMP! 

She thrusted her bare foot in his mouth. With all her sweat of the day oozing over his face. Twinkling her toes in his throat smirking at his gag. Her feet smell made his eyes water. She most CERTAINLY eats a lot of garlic. 

Marta demanded Zack come with her to her camp. She was the leader of a nature protest. Really fitting for a fiery soul like hers to be a nature lover… no one ever questioned her. 

She ruled the camp with an Iron fist. Like a military Sargent Launching a peaceful protest… but… funny enough… They all loved her. Understanding that she is just an extremely passionate, Overwhelming and assertive person. Like the Mom of the group? Maybe? 

A sweet soul, who spends half her own wages on homeless shelters… at the same time would replace her bicycle seat with someone's face for looking at her the wrong way. 

Even her protester camp stood well away from her at all times. The unpredictability of her mood swings were a constant underlying threat. 

Marta: “LISSTEN UP! Dis issa new member! I forget his e name. Stupid dog look my barbone (Ass) no even ask e my name. (SCOFF)” 

The group looked at him with pity. Zack had no clue what he had got himself into. Marta was an ordinary woman… 

Zack: “New member?? No mam I-“ 

WHHDOOOOOOOOOOSH!!! 

No warning. A crippling stomp from Marta curled the tall Zack over in pain. She stomped on his foot, being such a heavy woman stomp was a strong one. She caught his head on the way down, sinking into her side and hip fat. 

Marta: “Yes. New member? You don’t e like my English?” 

Looking down at him. Her beautiful green eyes became heavy, her eye contact alone felt too much to bear. Bending his will into being a submissive little pet. He did NOT want to disappoint. 

The camp was setting up for the night. The next day was a big day. The forest was up for logging and a lot of harmful procedures to nature. 

Marta had Zack doing several chores. Finding firewood. Digging a trench. Building tents. Whipping him if he slowed down in the slightest. She made him piggyback her to the lake and bathe her. 

Watching her strip in the moonlit sparkling lake was a moment he would never forget. 

Almost like her clothes, compressed her true curves. 90 inch hips, 40 inch waistline, on a thick woman of 5ft 5 looked like an unbalance of nature. 

Washing off her musk of the day in fresh mountain spring water. Swimming like a mermaid with giant jiggly floaties as her butt. 

Zack drooled at the mouth… couldn’t even see her head. Just her ass jiggling from left to right as she swam effortlessly. Not even disturbing the peace… 

Swimming out to her. Thinking he was going to rub on her ass, kiss her… you know… something like that. Even a hug would allow his junk to sink into her lovely belly fat…

Foolish. 

Disturbing her happy place. She was not impressed. 

As he got close, she disappeared underwater! Slowly. Silently. 

He couldn’t even feel the water moving!! 

Looking around! Was too late! 

She leapt from the water!!! 

THABOOOOOOOOOOSSHHHHH!!

Landing on his shoulders!! 

!!!!!!

Plunging him DEEP underwater! 

The woman was 850 lbs!!! 

Zack began to panic! His head was between her GARGANTUAN thighs. Thighs so thick and soft… but by god WERE THEY BIG THIGHS!! Overflowing his shoulders halfway down his arms!! 

Kicking and swinging for his life he BARELY managed to surface!! 

Putting two fingers up his nose she ripped his head back! Out of the water to talk to him. 

Marta: “WHY YOU E DISTURBING?!! I BEGIN TO E RELAX E AND NOW YOU COME!! YOU WANT TO TOUCH BARBONE! BAH! DOG.” 

Zack was struggling to get air. She literally was pulling his head back to breathe. When she was talking, she let go. 

Zack’s cock filled to rock solid. Marta was the dominatrix of his dreams. Any man's dreams. Genuinely thought she was going to drown him!! In more ways than just water filling his lungs…

Ordering him to swim her back to shore. 

Sexy. 

SHE decided when got air. 

SHE squeezed his head when he was going too slow. 

SHE… uhhh didn’t get off when he finally made it back to land… 

Whipping him like a horse. Kicking his chest while he bears her ENTIRE MASS on his SHOULDERS!! 

Did he make it back to camp? 

Did those gym sessions finally pay off? 

Maybe he earned Marta’s respect and she- 

No.

Her 850 lbs of thick sexy blubber. Compressed his spine and he was squashed to a pulp between her thighs. He blacked out. Marta was secretly crushing his head between her thighs the entire time… 

Funny thing was. 

She left him there in the mud overnight. The girls in the camp used his body and foot rug to dust off their feet before putting their shoes back on after bathing. 

The protest went very well. Once the workers and landscapers ran into Marta.. that was all she wrote! She was an immovable object. LITERALLY. They couldn’t move her out the way. 

At the end of the WEEK! The contractor was eating berries out of her hand. Marta had made a seat. a huge pile of unconscious bodies. She turned his workforce into padding for her stay in the forest. The contractor begged her forgiveness and left soon after with his wounded staff. 

Marta was again, a celebrated hero of nature. 

She left Zack tied to a tree. Calling him a pervert and many other profound Italian cuss words.  

Zack was super happy to be free from Marta. Craving her everyday since they met.. but it was for the good. GUy was well over his head with a woman like that. Plus, he had a girlfriend. A loving girlfriend, he found her disregard for nature and pollution quite charming. As a couple they didn’t really care about the environment much. Laughing while throwing cans in the ocean… yeah that kind of thing. 

Not particularly malicious but careless. Careless to a point where someone watching them through a telescope may be boiling with fiery rage wanting to teach them a lesson.

A lesson they will never forget. 

Thanks for Reading!!

Cut this one short, I wanted to get some inspo for future parts… I ALSO REMEMBERED the stacked mountain of stories in the archive haha!.. STAY TUNED! 

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