The HOLLYWOOD SSBBW DIVA - PART 7

The HOLLYWOOD SSBBW DIVA - PART 7

RECAP!

~Continuing on from where we left off~

Chloe Wigglebottom had just taken Roger under her ‘Care’ while Viola gets nice and pampered for her lead role.

Viola had heard deep trombone sounding blasts as Chloe walked across her many acres of land when she was leaving. Chloe called saying she had ‘popped’ Roger?…

Roger woke up in a state of real confusion. The ceiling was very high up. Yet he was lit by what seemed to be medical lights. He was at Chloe Wigglebottom’s house. Her own private medical team were seeing to his-

Chloe: GREAT JOB! Doctor! Is he really that stretchy?

Doctor: Indeed. His body was able to withstand your erm… treatment.

Chloe: Gracious!! I forgot he was stuffed up my bottom! Usually my … company are extremely vocal about their physical struggles with me haha

Doctor: I see. Well he is fairing well. Please be careful

Chloe: I’ve been badly constipated for over a week. I’m surprised he’s alive. I did not hold back in the slightest.

Doctor: … hmmm, ahhh well uh-

Chloe: Viola showed me dead foxes and birds that were swept away by my farts. They were splat over her walls and windows. I didn’t hold back

The doctor looked down at her stomach. Worried for his life. Handing her the paperwork so he could literally run for his life.

Roger heard all this. Was stunned. After the first fart knocked him out cold. The rest just inflated his body like an air balloon from her ass.

His heart beat went bezerk seeing her shadow in the medical curtains. Ms Wigglebottom was dangerous. Her body and casual demeanour meant she-

BOUIUUUUIIINNGGGGG!!!

Swung her body around! Knocking the doctor flying. Normal people with larger butt knock people across the land horizontally….

Roger watched that poor doctor shoot off into the sky and out of sight. All behind the silhouette of the medical curtain. Roger wanted to hide, Chloe felt something hit her, looking around she saw nothing and began jiggling over towards the curtain.

Her shadow was so big. Roger assumed they were standing right beside him.

DUMM

DUMMM

PHOOOOOM

BHOOOOOOOOM

She took at least 30 seconds to walk up to the medical curtain. She peered over the top! Her hips, thighs and butt combined blocked each and every medical light.

Roger forgot he was leashed…

She laughed as she yanked him from his temporary safe haven of the medical bed.

~Meanwhile With Viola~

Viola was off getting pampered. Extensively pampered. Letting off some steam talking to her private masseuse. Talking about her struggles with me in the past and how it never seemed work out…

“Like Mohamed for example. Very sweet guy I found it hilarious that he was useless with technology despite the obvious stereotypes hahah… used to invite me for dinner but I would always say no… until he did for his birthday. His mother, aunties, cousins, the room was filled with at least 25 other women who wanted to talk to me and what not.

Which was cool. They were super friendly. They were all feeding me their famous family dishes. Being the bigger girl they wanted to make me feel at home of course. In their eastern culture, as long as someone can still eat, the host has not done their job properly.

They were feeding me all night!! Beef, spicy rice dishes, Curry chicken, stewed vegetables, my gut was on absolute fire! But the food was soooooo good.

I kept tapping his leg to bail me out. All he did was bring me more coke o cola.

I thought things couldn’t get worse. His mom walks and now we’re having deep talks. FOR HOURS. I was about to burst. We were doing prayers.

I had enough.

I let it out.

Those farts were really bad. I saw paintings fall, wallpaper peel, windows smash, people were passing out, I smashed the chair to bits, my belly smashed the table too! He's got hit in the face on my part of the broken table! Parts of the chair I was sitting on pierced his grandmother's leg. Even the guys downstairs had a gas explosion because my impact with the floor shook the house so much. Houses in London can be quite thin

I really wanted to continue talking to him… I really did. But he became ‘obsessed’. After that day. Heck. He still messages me today. He worships the seat from day to day like a shrine.

… the seat is broken.. like even the- sighhh

Well you get the point”

The room went silent, Viola was laid on her back, the massage bed was borrowed from the NFL league. The mechanics were struggling to hold her entire body, the massage team were getting increasingly worried and the bending metal when she originally plopped on the bed.

There was a tiny girl. Weighing only up to 130 lbs. The only way she could apply enough pressure to Viola’s limbs was to stand on the woman. Viola’s thighs were so thick she even had to jump on Viola’s thighs to even make a reasonable effort.

The others waiting were hosing lotions and oils to keep the experience… competent. Like they were massaging a fully grown elephant.

The same woman got carried away and tried to walk across Viola’s luscious belly meat-

SPLOOOOORCH!!

“Tehehehe! That tickles! Nevertheless great belly button massage!! You guys are incredible! Might I say”

The petrified girl fell deep into Viola’s belly button. Oils and lotions oozed out the belly button. The staff were splashed! They watched the new girl disappear into Viola’s belly. Viola was moaning! Enjoying the entire process.

HER BELLY SWALLOWED THE GIRL WHOLE!!

All Viola felt was the therapeutic movements! The girl was being swamped by the endless amount of food in her humongous belly meat. Ominously the team just digested the poor girl. Kicking and screaming as she was crushed by the other giant food in Viola's stomach. She turned to blubber before their eyes.

BLOOOOUUUUUUUUUURP!!!!!?

Viola belched!!

Even though it was a smaller belch. The team watched a tiny sock, covered in saliva, drip from the ceiling to the floor. As Viola excused herself. All that was left of the girl was her tiny sock.

They agreed to finish off her belly massage later, when she was sitting or something.

The lead therapist rubbed her hands-

“You were saying about your uh … boyfriend? Ms Viola”

“Ahhhh yes!! The second boyfriend. David. He was honestly great.

He was training to be a doctor or something so he was a student when we met. Having literally no money made things… tense.

As the queen I am. Always have been. Always will be. I must be fed several times a day. Hahaha I used to eat all of his food! Empty his fridge everyday. His snacks, his lunches, and a very generous man always gave me his food.

Even when He was at college with his friends I would walk over and sit on his lap and eat his food… Your duty as my boyfriend is to keep me well fed. I will make sure feed me

Even If my concerts we’re paying me very very well. My man must feed me. FOREVER.

And he did. I’m so understanding too. In my growth spurt I would eat more and more so I eventually took his cards away so he could manage to save funds to feed me.

I even ate his friends' food when they were around, so he didn’t have to feed so much.I’m such a thoughtful person right?

But anyhow

The issue began when… His house began to break down.

He used to tell me I broke his bed! Like how? All I did was just sit on it! Pathetic, cheap of his. This got so annoying because he would say I broke his bed more and more till it became an issue.

He became a compulsive liar, saying how I broke his toilet seat. His floor boards, dented his bathtub, bent his desk-

I DID… sit on his laptop once. Cheap laptop busted to pieces. Get a MAN’S LAPTOPfor goodness sake right?

Having to pay for continuously buying new things he was spending more and more money.

He began to lose weight from skipping meals and stuff too.

Sadly my birthday is coming up soon. That day, I WAS HUNGRY. Demanding a burger buffet. The silly fool watched from outside!! As I chowed down. I was there from 4pm to around 3am.

I even had 8 desert rounds after. Come to think of it, I was incredibly hungry from all the recording.

Once I came outside. I ordered him to get me an uber home…. his card denied on the app…

I was so annoyed. On my birthday too! In fact I was furious

The next day I signed him up for a large cushion company. The sign said they need durable long lasting cushions, for the most brutal usage in society!

The factory was huge, dozens of women going inside. Women who were almost as big as me! Some bigger ones!!

As he was walking in, some of the people were laughing at him. Much to his confusion he went inside anyway.

As soon as he went in the line began shortening faster and faster. I’m proud I could help him make money on the side.

While I was waiting for my driver to come. Women were walking past me, laughing at something. (They had VERY Clear human limb imprints on their big butts)

My David was gone for a few days!!

I stormed into his workplace!

Super angry. Demanding to tell him it’s over! And I refunded his degree to get some food.

When I got in I asked the huge lady where David is… all she showed me was a super busted seat cushion. Almost as wide as the sidewalk. With an engraved humongous butt print on it, a reddish mosaic print on it. It Looks like crushed pasta with tomato sauce.

I told her to tell David it’s over. Wherever he was!

Such a Selfish man!”

Viola didn’t read the sign properly. She forced David into the ‘Human’ seat cushion testing facility. Poor guy was never seen again. His boss ‘misplaced’ him.

The masseuse team was just finishing up waxing and massaging her bosom.

Now, Viola’s bosom. At this point in this story were basically incredible planets full of warm milk. They almost filled half the room! They stood taller than most of the staff and probably weighed more than three staff members put together.

… they used four towels to cover her up

Large towels

Round soft and bouncy like Supersized tanned exercise balls. Nipples wider than computer monitors!

The staff we’re taking pictures of this human miracle that is Viola. Whispering, having the time of their lives.

Until

One of the staff mentioned ‘turn over’ talking about business revenue and annual turnover for taxes..

Viola thought the staff told her to turnover!

AND SHE DID!!!

FWOOOOO-BLADWOOOOOOOOOORLCH!!!

!

She flipped.

The poor masseuse ended up SMASHED underneath Viola’s almighty bust. Crying out like she was being crushed to death. Everything is happening so fast! Like a shark attack or something, her oily boobs were still jiggling even moments after.

The staff watched the girl’s hand reach for help!! They tried to pull her out! No give! Viola’s boobs were too heavy. They even deformed the bed slightly. The staff could hear their beloved member, suffering, panicking.

“Hmm? Is everyone okay? I thought I heard… somebody like screaming or something”

The team moved as fast they could. That poor girl didn’t stand a chance!

After a while the staff just accepted the casualties and carried on with their normal session but now that’s 2 casualties!!!

The two remaining staff not only had more work to do now, they were in much more danger!

~Couldn’t possibly be in more trouble than Roger with Ms Wigglebottom.. Right?~

Even just walking around leashed by her was a hazard!! Her butt was like a big rig rear made of thick heavy fat.

The story gets even more interesting, when Roger found out that-

“YOU'RE A JUDGE!!”

“Ms Chloe Wigglebottom… High Court Judge… thank you deary”

Roger couldn’t believe his eyes as she came out the house fully dressed in formal wear. Ready for work that day! Her basketball bosom made her shirt look all ridiculous. Soft and jiggly over her huge apron belly that filled the rest .

Even her long dress from the front covered down to her knees. Exposing her iron pillar strength calves.

“Toot haste! It’s a big case today I mustn’t be late”

However she stopped to bend over into Roger’s face

“Only If I had the magic power to make you my personal pet horse… I’d ride you every day until retirement…. Then maybe some… wouldn’t that be great?”

Roger was PETRIFIED. With an derrière like hers that was a world of severe punishment!! She was talking about riding him around the neighbourhood until.. well… she broke him.

Roger wished he could run for his life. But alas… he was tied to her leash. Trying to avoid being trampled. Looking at how she stomped cracks into the floor… he was scrambling for his life.

Chloe stopped off at her favourite bagel shop. A famous spot that makes the most incredible bagels in London!!

“Hello there! Today I would like a Large order!! (Looks at Roger)… ugh yes with extra cheese egg and hash brown please!!”

“… Lard cheese?”

“Oh goodness me! YES YES AND YES!! I’ll pay for the batch!!”

All the cooks looked over at Roger like he was just sentenced to a death sentence. That lard cheese was banned in other countries! In fact the only reason it was still legal in this bagel shop was down to Chloe Wigglebottom’s legal prowess!!

Roger turned around

“Dearest apology my dear chap. A 12 hour court case seems quite tiresome… hope you don’t mind things getting a little… err yknow”

Gesturing a bad smell. Roger went pale. He thought she needed him for company!

NO. She needed a fart cushion. A STRONG ONE!

Roger began to fear for his life. Chloe was the joy of the small town. They just kept feeding her and feeding her. Celebrating the fact she was such a huge help for all of them.

Coming up to the court house.

A bus. A big red London bus drove up the side of Chloe and Roger. While he was enjoying the trivial sight of such a world renowned sight.

He saw Chloe turning around in the window's reflection!! But by then-

BABOOOOOIIIIUIOOOOIIIIING!!!

Her revealed monster butt cheeks smashed into the bus and knocked it over!! Smashing everything and everyone on the other side of the road. Leaving two giant holes in the side of the bus while the street fell to ruin shortly after.

“Whoops!! Silly me! I must lay off those bagels!! Quickly run along Rog- Gordon-Bennett!! I’ve even lost my Roger!! Haha oh well!! Looks like this court case will be a… smelly one haha! Toodaloo”

The remainder of the street watched her jiggle off down the road with her waterbed jiggly butt. Roger was as flat as a flag! Rippling along her stupendous backside until they got to the court house.

Eventually, being such a large figure in her community, she was eventually told there was a grown man plastered over her ass.

Poor guy…

“Oh goodie! Welp! Mr Roger here we are… awww you’re shaking? Don’t worry just tap if I’m… just tap me dear… you’ll be ~okay~”

Darkness loomed over Roger as he watched her megaton landscape descend onto his face

~ Meanwhile… Viola, was enjoying her mud bath ~

Viola was enjoying the most luxurious mud bath money could buy. Her joints and muscles were seamlessly eased.

Dinner trucks showed up… she opened her eyes to delight!!

“Bagels? I didn’t order bagels…”

Viola went off to investigate.

~Chloe Wigglebottom’s court case had begun ~

And yes. Roger was very much indeed seconds away from being crushed alive. Not only was Chloe’s butt heavy and the width of a double mattress. That backside was packed full of dense rubbery fat that seemed to weigh a ton of weight!

Roger could survive the weight and the size, but the sweat she built of walking such a long way meant that-

SPLORCH

“SILENCE!! IN THE COURTROOM!!…”

SPLEEACH!!!

“And to what degree does the defendant agree with the prior statement”

BLORCH!!

BAACH!!

Chloe was slipping and sliding all over poor little Roger! The constant need to plop back in her seat to readjust her comfortability, was like being slowly crushed to death in a scrapheap.

“COURT CALLS FOR A REST PERIOD OF 15 MINUTES!!”

Chloe went into her private Judge quarters, the room had been reinforced with steel, oak and concrete to keep from smashing the place.

She tore Roger from her behind the crevice. Blushing at how sweaty and mangled he was

“Dear Roger, we have 9 hours left of this case… my stomach is beginning to burn and inflate… ugh look I’m so bloated already!!”

Roger saw death in her belly bloat. As if someone was pumping air into her. Reaching out and rubbing her belly to try and ease the amount of gas. Her belly was solid! Like dense rubber!

“Gracious, you are a fine gentleman. Well, I enjoyed only four bagels this morning… I’m going to have one or two more”

Roger walked past the sack of 50 plus bagels to limp off to the bathroom. Grabbing coffee on the way back. (No less than 5 minutes)

When he got back… Chloe was holding an EMPTY bagel bag. Sucking the cheese lard out of the last one, before eating it hole (They were far bigger than average bagels).

“… Gosh!! A gentleman too!! Coffee is great! A natural laxative! Great for cramped and gassy stomachs… (Gentle swipe) you are too kind”

Trying to reach the cup as she gulped it down over her face. He only managed to hug her huge bubbling warm belly meat. Fear struck deep into his core seeing just how bloated and gassy she had become.

“Ms Wigglebottom… w-where are all the bagels?”

“Silly goose. I happened to eat all 50!! Just couldn’t help myself…. Oh.. right… yes… you will have to… hmm… dearest apologies dear”

Seconds later they were back in the courtroom with everyone coming in to sit down.

Chloe was about to sit on Roger like any other seat cushion, but she dropped her pen.

Bending over in-front of his face was as spectacular as a solar eclipse. The way her ass spread out in the atmosphere, the deep sweaty ass crevice was as menacing as a place or terror. A no man's land! A deep abyss!

JABLOOOOOOOOOOOORCH!!!

Plopping her ass down on poor Roger, having no control over such a heavy backside. The security guards winced at the custom made steel chair… churning and screeching just holding her up.

Chloe sighed, feeling Roger’s open mouth in the deep depth of her behind.

Poor guy.

She was already sweating trying to hold it in! Rushing her responses! Cutting her sentences short.

“Your honour?!”

Chloe: AH YES!! INDEED! proCEEED with the footage

Chloe turned the volume to the max on purpose, right as she unleashed a diabolically bad fart down Roger’s throat. She purred in pleasure. Her toes were curled. Eyes were circulating the ceiling with her mouth wide open!

The many professionals in the room felt a strong vibration looking around; they would never expect it to be Chloe.

Roger was squealing!! She filled him with her gas as the case would be ruined if anyone could jeopardise her clear judgement. Poor guy couldn’t help but beg for his life! When had no choice but to kick her feet up and sit on him full weight. The fact he had been inflated by her fart actually made the seat far more comfortable, it would be a miracle if Roger made it through this case.

Dude was helpless.

The case went on and on. The girl was found guilty of manipulating his partner. Chloe sentenced her to… time in prison to discuss at a later date.

Viola called Chloe to meet up for a chat, With Max! The movie director! She didn’t mention why on the phone just the fact the meet was in 30 minutes in a small town on the outskirts of the busy British capital city.

Chloe was shocked seeing the fully pampered and relaxed Viola, she was-

“UGHH!! Ms Wigglebottom!! You are my saviour!! Where is the man of gold?”

Chloe held out the deflated balloon corpse of Roger. He was barely resembling a human being, looked more like an old rag. He smelled like a week old egg sandwich found in the summer sewers!

“He’s a keeper! Not one sound of or complaints about the bigger ones!! To be quite frank with you dear I did forget he was there after a while…”

“Awwww”

Viola avoided taking him in that state. Letting him drop to the floor like a wet blanket.

Soon enough. Max. The movie producer approached their seating and sat opposite Viola. He greeted Ms Wigglebottom and began to state what is happening with the movie.

“We will have Lance King! Play the role of your boyfriend, while we are going with the struggles of being a plus sized girlfriend theme! Lots of everything you know all too… well.. but yeah-“

“I WANT ROGER TO BE THE STUNT DOUBLE!!”

“… oh? We were going to get a 6 ft 6 Russian ex marine. Dude survived being run over by a tank, fist fights bears and clinically has no pain receptors''

“Nope! I want my Rogy”

Max smirked as Chloe butted in

“Hey guys can I uh… sit? My back hurts after a while”

“Sure”

“Of course!”

Chloe picked Roger up from the floor. Pointed him to her ass and-

BLAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOOAAUAUAUAUAUAIAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUARRRFFFFF

Unleashed what any reasonable person would call a natural disaster!! Such a fart of immense power, force and speed! There were people on the other side of the road that felt their drinks tremble from such a thing.

Roger was again. Inflated into her portable that she plopped her full weight on. Poor guy was nothing more than a supersized inflatable seat for her.

Even Max found it hard to talk over the desperate pleading for mercy of Roger’s. As he continued to explain when and where the movie shoot environment etc.

“I DEMAND MY PAMPER TEAMS TO HAVE MULTI-ROTATING SHIFT AND-“

“Ms Viola, no need to worry. We received the itinerary from your representatives! You will be cared for beyond your wildest dreams while filming with us”

Viola likes sound of that. As they all agreed on rehearsal dates and times.

To be continued…?

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