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When A SSBBW Moved in upstairs…

Added 2022-05-15 21:01:01 +0000 UTC

Richard lived an apartment block which stacked single apartments, he was still sad about his old block-mates who moved out. A kind family always looked out for him and even invited him for dinner.

Being a plumber/electrician he’d always payback the favour keeping them up and running.

One evening he could hear someone moving in above, heavy footsteps he thought must have been holding a few things. Looking out his window he saw several movers. Yet the immense footsteps continued above head.

Seeing the movers drive off, he ventured upstairs, puzzled by the footprints smashed into the stairs, cracks in the walls, he blamed the lousy movers being reckless.

When he got to the door…

The entire door frame was busted as if an elephant charged through it earlier

“Um hello? Its your neighb-“

DHUMM

DHUMMM

DHUMM

DHUMMMM

Richard’s eyes darted around the darkness looking for the source of the weighty footsteps. Until a monumental belly button revealed from the darkness

Making his eyes span upwards until he reached

Dark brown eyes, short dark brown hair, huge fat face with giant lips and meaty cheekbones. A white t-shirt did well to contain a show-stopping pair huge cow udders which should be breasts. They looked. HEAVY. The type of heavy that would crush a man’s head like bubblewrap kinda heavy. The rest of her he couldn’t quite see yet she was a literal Giant compared to Richard at 5ft6 athletic frame.

Her intense glare locked into his eyes before she grabbed the snacks and devoured them In front of his face.

Looking back at as if angry at him to offer such a meaninglessly small snack to a lady of her girth

“Oh… you must be hungry… come down to mine I’ll rustle us up some dinner later” Richard eager to turn around and run for his damn life

Before he made a step he felt an enormous mass of belly meat squish up against his back. She was coming. NOW.

“Oh! Hehe… err you can come now hope you don’t mind waiting ehhh” Richard began to sweat

Now having the ground shaking, floor cracking footsteps behind him, he could hear more cracks forming as they almost cleared the stairs. He was shaking with fear, especially hearing her belly bubble gripe next to his ear. Sounded like a she had an entire eco system inside that giant belly of hers.

“Well make yourself c-

BOOOOOOOMGADMOOOOOOOOOOMM!!

Richard paused… he thought the building had been hit by an astroid or piano from the sky. His mind went crazy as he tried to stabilise all his things from the earthquake

“Oh my god! what hell was that are you… O…KAAY?!”

The woman cleared the doorway, along with most of the feature wall, without even breaking stride. She didn’t even flinch or even blink, still glaring into his eyes, destroying his house step by step. But Now Richard saw her in the light…

He could see. Everything.

His heart rang alarm bells so loud he could feel his heart beat in his ears.

Bowing her head to get in, she stood no smaller than 6ft 10 inches, huge hips almost triple his front door. Thighs had so many layers of fat they jiggled constantly and as slowly as she walked. Her giant gut bounced off her thighs so he’d never know if she was wearing underwear or not.

“Please c-come in have a seat I prep-WOAH- heh oh you ehehhh want to ah help?” Richard was thigh bounced out her way as she entered the kitchen

Like a near miss by a big rig, her thigh was wider than his arm span. He counted himself lucky to be merely bounce out the way

Following her, he got hit by a wave of jiggly butt flesh. The sweaty flesh was far bigger than his entire body, like he ran into a mattress rather than a woman’s butt. Easily enveloping his entire shirt in ass sweat

Her butt made him panic more. Wider than his couch, each butt cheek was wider than his fridge. Huge round full cheeks looked like boulders of undefeated flesh ready to crush anything. Hanging out a meter and a half behind her, any man stuck under her would perish like a tiny bug, never to be seen again.

Like her shorts, the only sign they were ever there was huge lines where they lost the battle against her growing jiggly butt.

The woman still hadn’t said a word to him. Stood behind him while he made the meal. Pressing her incredibly hefty belly on his shoulders, bearing down on him with her silent demands of his cooking AND physicality.

Carefully watching him she made sure he made almost 100x the amount by constantly adding more and more supplies to his meal. Which was a spaghetti meatball dish. The woman made sure he made enough food for her even it meant emptying out his entire stock of cheese, spaghetti and meat balls.

“Whew!! This is A LOT of food maybe You can- hey WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! NO WAITTT”

PLOOOOOOOOORRRRCHHH!!!

The colossal woman sat on his dinner table and butt crushed the solid wooden table to bits. The poor table bits were audibly crushed, splinters and bits were ground into the floor. The crush sounds were the table’s pleads for mercy under the woman-mountain.

Her butt now cornered poor Richard in his own kitchen with her at least 5ft 8 while sitting, she blocked off his only exit.

“My god.. my grandad made that table… IT WAS SOLID OAK!!” Richard now feared for his very existence. That table had a lifetime warranty, was said to be virtually indestructible… Now it wasn‘t even visible

Pointing a giant fat finger towards her mouth. Richard poured pot after pot into her mouth, her tongue thrusted into them all not leaving a single drop for him. Each time he poured the meal into his mouth he was submerged in her breast, clammy and warm, the softest he had ever felt in his life.

Hours of feeding passed

“Welp… looks I’m all.. HEY NO DOONT!!”

Richard could only watch as she began eating from with fridge, cleaning it bare in minutes. She ate everything whole, sucking the life out his milk and juices. The woman even tongue fucked his butter and cheeses nonchalantly.

Even the frozen section she ate. Without flinching. Powerful chomps busted through his steaks, fish, french fries you name it! She didn‘t stop.

With her mouth full chomping, she smiled out him

BUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUOOOORP

Her belch busted his kitchen window, having bits of food and saliva spew outside onto the lawn, people were grossed out walking past his house.

Suddenly. She got up.

The poor table bits stuck to her clammy butt. Her first stride jiggled her butt, causing the end of the battered table as it fell to the ground in sweaty splinters.

She walked away through the cavern she created coming in.

Richard ran after her, slipping in falling in a pool of her ass sweat.

“MAM I DONT EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME?! You can’t just-“

“Kayla.” Her deep regal American accent rang into his ears.

Richard didn’t see but she snagged a few of his clothes on her way out. The next day Richard would go crazy looking for his favourite pair of joggers.

Listening to her ever constant footsteps disappear out of his sight.

Richard had no choice but to go to bed hungry, knowing no shops will be open So late at night. Seconds later lion roar snoring began, so loud sleep was utterly impossible. Shaking the house bursting his ears in decibels only a rock band would be proud of.

At like 3 am, it stopped and Richard moaned in pleasure hearing the silence but

DHUMM

DHUMMMM

DHUMMM

DHUMMMM

Scared for his life knowing Kayla was on the move he listened to every sound above his head. She belly flopped her bathroom door open, making room busting open the doorframe into audible splinters

BWELCH?!!

Her butt bullied the poor innocent toilet seat forcing it to deal with her girth. Richard could hear the toilet seat creak and crack against her bare ass. As if in agonising pain

BLOOOOOORT

BAAAAAAAMMMLCH

FLOOOOOOCH

FLOOOOOOOUCH

BLOOOOCH

SPEEELCH

SPLURCH!!

Her gassy barrage was so intense, Richard’s electricity began to flicker. The bassy farts reverberated throughout both apartments

FrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRROUUUUUUUUGHHFF

Kayla’s moans sounded more like grunts as if she wanted to punish the damn toilet so she could go back to sleep. Richards sewage pipes were suffering moving such filfth, even when his older neighbours had a family of 13 over for thanksgiving, he had never heard such a gassy onslaught on a toilet before. Nothing even close. She didn’t even need to flush, such volume blasted from her asshole she the toilet flushed automatically. Forced to swallow everything by design.

What came next was the worst for poor Richard, a dark green cloud lingered into his house. Almost asleep due to pure exhaustion, he was almost choked to death drowning in what seemed like an ocean of thick putrid gas.

Desperate coughing and calls for god, Richard scrambled around his apartment sticking his head out every window in desperate need for fresh air.

Kayla could hear Richard dying from her gas. Laughing at the poor guy.

Richard passed out. Unable to cope.

The morning commotion shocked poor Richard awake. Sprawled out on his living room floor.

He could hear his beloved landlord Thomas is an uproar above in Kayla’s apartment. Everyone loved Thomas’s kind demeanour, the type of landlord who would pick you up extra groceries if he knew you were behind on bills or whatever.

“WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL THE DOORS?!! ARE THOSE CRACKS!! IN CONCRETE!!”

“It’s clogged ok let me see-OH MY GOD!!”

“WHAT HAPPENED TO THE COUCH?!!”

Kayla’s silent demeanour made Richard anticipate something bad was about to happen to the landlord

“BY GOD!! Ok don’t worry Ms Kayla, I’ll have a plumber over here stat just let me…” the landlord turned his back to make a phone. Thats exactly when

“Awww I love hugs! always nice to be-” Thomas was cut off

GOLOOUMP

ULP- GULP!

BWWOOOOOOUUUUURRRRRP!!

Thomas’ favourite pair vans sneakers came tumbling down the stairs.. covered in thick sludge like saliva.

Richard’s eyes dried up. Unable to fathom his own thoughts.

An eerie silence fell before Kayla’s footsteps began coming downstairs. Meeting him in his destroyed doorway.

“Fix my toilet, or I use yours” Kayla’s belly was moving like something deep inside was alive, with such giant belly Richard could not tell the difference. She seemed to enjoy the movement rubbing her belly in his face. Richard was sure he could hear someone calling for help but…

Kayla scooped his brand new Jordan sneakers, Richard was paralysed with utter terror. He couldn’t blink let alone take his sneakers back from this 6ft 10 mountain, god knows how much she weighed. He just watched her bare stench ridden foot plough into his new $300 sneakers. Kayla grinned at the comfort moving her foot around, they could both hear the sweat spewing deep into the stitching like the sneakers were crying tears of suffering from her foul foot sweat.

“Errrr aren’t those my-“ Richard ran up behind her

FLAOOAOOOOOORRRRFFFF

Only to have his face blazed by a moist Bassy fart that stank of rotten eggy dairy food. She walked off giggling to herself. She wore his nike shorts, they spelled nike on the ass, however now that she wore them…

No letters could be seen, all letters sucked deep between her ass

Just sweat ridden fabric.

Richard went into her house to inspect her bathroom. The giant mountain of turd she left behind would take an entire team to clear, the bathroom was a swamp. Murky and grimy, even flies couldn’t survive such potent odours and died on entry Causing a giant pileup.

Richard ran to the window feeling woozy and watched Kayla, she crammed her giant SSBBW landmass into Thomas’ car. The car was begging her to stop in its own way, her mighty breast busted the horn in the wheel after several head to head bounces, the suspension and wheels all creaked being crushed to death under her forceful bouncing to get in.

BLOOOOAAAAAARFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRR

a very moist fart smashed all the windows in the car. A green fog wafted out the car, once her gas overwhelmed the tree behind her.. dead cats, squirrel, birds she was a natural armageddon to all unsuspecting life forms.

The car only managed to move once she revved up to a higher gear. Scraping along the road she was able to drive off.

In the time she was gone. Richard was able to rebuild and reinforce his door, restock his fridge and even rebuild his dinner table, making it more formidable, with iron legs and screws.

Richard head out for a good days work of plumbing coming back exhausted several hours later.

There was a gap where Thomas’ car used to be. Meaning… Thomas or his car didn’t make it.

Quickly trying to get to sleep.

Richard enjoyed the best part of 2 hours angelic undisturbed sleep until heard footsteps

HER FOOTSTEPS

DHUMMM

DHUMMMM

DHUMMM

Sounding somewhat more intense than before, he expected them continue upstairs but No

BOOOOOOOOOMCH!!!

Belly bouncing the makeshift door and wall reinforcement to bits she breached his house. Taking a look around, she stomped his coffee table to mush, windows were breast punch smashed over the yard, her hips and thighs cleared the pictures, desks, bookcases, wardrobes she wiped out everything he owned simply looking around.

Richard dared not leave his bedroom or risk being trampled alive. His heart began to race once he heard her eating, slobbering, DEVOURING his new fresh food. Gulping everything down in the best part of an hour.

The eating sounds gave him chills as she was relentless like a wild animal. He could hear the spewing of sauce and gulping of cheese slabs. Laying in the darkness listening to everything. Helpless and scared beyond his wildest dreams

As she was leaving she stopped. Richard could hear the sloppiest tongue kiss imaginable on his door

MWAH!!

She continued upstairs.

Halfway up she

BWOOOOOOOOOOOOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRP

Let such an inhumane belch, Richard began to tremble. He could hear drips of her belch saliva, pooling into his doorway.

TCHIK!

He flicked his light on, and began to meditate. Maybe this is a bad dream. Taking deep breaths, he was able to relax.

Unitl he glanced at his ceiling…

A butt print indent taking up two thirds of his ceiling. Knowing her bedroom was above his, he finally accepted this situation as reality.

He was not dreaming.

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