The HOLLYWOOD SSBBW DIVA - PART 3

The HOLLYWOOD SSBBW DIVA - PART 3

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Roger froze. The beach rumbled louder than Viola’s hungry stomach, he didn’t even think that was possible… The ground started to vibrate, having so many people rushing towards them. Viola held her boobs after they bounced over Roger’s head a few times. Her butt was free to jiggle freely in the fresh dawn beach air.

In seconds… they were surrounded…

“Awww morning darlings”

The roar of a reaction almost scorched Roger’s ear drums. There were dozens… No hundreds… maybe THOUSANDS!! Of Viola’s ultra fans there.

Men, women were all rooting for her to do well in her next movie role. Begging her to allow them to help her in anyways.

“Errr Vi-Viola we-we need to-“

“SILENCE SEAT!!”

“DO NOT SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO”

“VIOLA LOOKS TIRED… BEND TO YOUR KNEES AND BE HER BENCH!!”

Roger was almost gang banged for his tiny utterance.

“Oh no no… he’s not my seat… AHAHA I’ve had make-up pads beefier than him, chap wouldn’t last longer than a Galaxy Chocolate bar”

The crowd roared in laughter. Viola was running her hands through his hair making the hairs on his back stand up. She was leaning ‘some’ weight on him, just a little side boob and a 12 inch long slab of back fat, had his spine ready to snap with his legs shaking. He looked up, bending his neck to peak AROUND her breast… he could only see her forehead.

“VIOLA PLEASE!!! USE ME AS A SEAT!! WE HAVE BROUGHT YOU FOOD!”

“NO USE ME!”

“ME TOO!!”

Viola stood up straight clapping her hands

“Oh goodness why thank you! My back hurts”

Roger saw the three guys jump to their knees in the beach sand… his natural response was to reach out and grab Viola’s hand-

“Hmm?… aww you look worried dear… don’t worry my fans are very comfortable… look here comes the cushion…”

One tiny girl. 4ft10, maybe smaller, was thrown on the platform of guys on their hands and knees.

With a confident smirk. Viola didn’t even flinch, flung her huge butt back like and-

JUPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCH!!!!

!!!

“Oh for goodness sake!!”

Roger was pale with shock!! … there was no sign of them.. they were gone! No sound of pain. No bone cracking sounds. Just Viola grounding her butt into the sand to get more comfy. The amount of force created by her landing made her boobs burst out of (what was left of the dress from the day before) Viola’s boobs popped free jiggling free almost blinding Roger from the amount of oil and sweat they were covered in.

Seeing them frolic free had Roger in awe like he had just seen god in the flesh. Her supple pink areolas danced  and metre from his face. He was in a trance just watching her clasp her boobs in her hands, mushing them into her chest. Her seductive smile, heated up his face as she smooshed her boobs back into her to be more concealing…

SPURT!!

A saltier blob of oil landed on him and a few other fans around him.

“Bras rarely last with me… It’s rather frustrating… Did anyone bring food?”

She didn’t pay much attention at all to the crushed ‘seat’ beneath her… Roger couldn’t help but notice the crowd of people right next to her was… gone?

As he got a better look… when she sat, she butt crushed a possible two more rows of fans!! The ones that her butt didn’t claim entirely, were even half squashed or bounced back. The way the half squashed fans were kicking and grovelling with their legs… Roger could only imagine the pain… as he gulped and  looked back at Viola

!!

Strangely she was already locked eyes with him! He almost lost composure

“I don’t think they knew my bum had grown so much… Neither did I honestly… (Shrugs) sod’s law haha”

What happened next blew Roger’s mind. Their fans were…

“Mercy me, that's a big steak!!”

OLOOOMP!

“Hahaha awww the kurxa suitcase sized burritos…”

CHOMP-MUNCH! CHOMP MUNCH!

The crowd was a conveyor belt of food from over to Viola. As hungry as she was… she didn’t hold back. Stuffing her face to the onslaught of gigantic food they gave her.

…

“Ugh… one second everyone… we have a squealer!!”

Roger again looked around. Completely out of the loop. Everyone began booing.. Until she moved her belly up off the beach sand.

The poor tiny girl who was the seat cushion. Roger noticed… She was gagged and tied up. Viola’s fans knew she likes smaller daintier seats… so the poor girl must have been abducted from the local area. Her face was busted to sandy pulp. The only thing recognisable was her hair, otherwise she looked a roadkill possum.

BLOOOORCH!!!

“Blood hell my belly is a pain to hold these da- OH MY GOODNESS YES!! YESS!! AND YESSSSS!!!”

The fans were lugging over a WHALE STEAK! (Kurxa food corp, have been issuing the new whale meat steaks after a certain incident that happened in another story)

The slab of meat was huge! Some fans couldn’t even hold it and were smashed into the ground. As wide as a city bus and as thick as three mattresses stacked!!

Roger watched as they fed her this ‘river’ of blubbery meat. She swallowed EVERY. LAST. INCH! Even some fans were swept away in the meat ended up-

“Ughhh… outstanding! (Wiping her mouth) where are my manners?! Would you want some meat? Roger?”

“Uhh uuuh no thanks, I’m vegan”

The entire beach was quiet.

Soon after every single member of the crowd was laughing at him. Of course to his confusion. Even Viola had her hand to her face giggling at him. Roger saw Viola’s face distort like she about to-

BLAAAAAAAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAURRRRRRRRRRPPP

“Pardon me Goodness me… good job guys… sounds like I’ll be good until lunch”

Having dove to the ground like a bomb was about to go off. Roger got up and saw a giant hole in the crowd. Viola’s belch had blasted various people off their feet, some even unconscious. Hats were flying down from the sky, shirts, banners were flying down from the sky, the belch even whipped up a small sand gust that ransacked people’s beach stuff down the beach. Even though some Viola fans were worse for wear… a belch of that magnitude only attracted more Viola fans. Like an opera singer of belches… her loud bassy burps were like no other.

(Some even say, as she is so ladylike and proper, she constantly conceals her gas until it explodes out of her…)

“What’s wrong with being vegan?”

Viola just smiled back at him with her soft warm hand on his face patronisingly.

“Help me up.. please Roger… we are attracting quite the crowd.. we may need to leave soon”

Roger nodded, seeing the unimaginable items of food they were bringing to her. Without paying much attention to what he was doing he clutched both of Viola’s hands…

His feet sunk into the sand, he didn’t life a single pound of her weight, however she did manage to get up a a few inches off the ground before

SLU-DWOOOOORLCH!!!

Blich!!

“Hahahaha… oh gosh…Roger…My apologies darling (Blushing) must be really sweaty in there”

Failing to help her stand, when she fell back it catapulted him face first into her bosom. The Guy was swallowed down to his thighs in her mammoth tanned bosom. Everyone could hear him drowning in the oils and boob sweat. His strongest moves were not even making ripples in her boobs. Just oxygen bubbles spewing out the top of her cleavage.

Getting up she was making jokes with her adoring fans. Signing guys foreheads, Taking a few selfies, and… eating more food offerings.

Finally ready to walk off down the beach. Her fans didn’t really understand the idea that she had to go so…

pslorch!

She opened her boobs and Roger slowly fell to the ground like a lovestruck slimy slug.

“Darling… we must rehearse… I need a belly massage and a shower!! C'mon make haste!!”

Realising Roger was dazed. She grabbed his hand and

STOCHHH!!!

SQUIISSSHHH!!

DOWWWRLCH!!

SWAMMMPPCH!!

Began walking THROUGH her crowd of die hard fans. They were lobbing items of food at her… Roger got seriously worried at the sight… even things that didn’t fit in her mouth.

OOOLLMP!

Gulp!

GOBBLE!

Gulp

OUUUULLLOOMP!!

Were no match. Some food items like the giant toffee apple had actual fans stuck to them. Didn’t make a difference she swallowed everything.

Hearing the screams of anguish as people were stomped on, Roger figured that she was far heavier now than before, simply due to the amount of food in her belly. Fans used to queue up to be her red carpet… NOW SHE REALLY LEFT A RED CARPET of busted bodies in her wake. Eventually fans stood clear of her monster sized feet.

“Oh look! It’s the Kurxa care team! Guys have her ready in two hours MAX she’s crucial for today’s shoot”

The super professional looking team of kurxa staff scurried off to her room.

Viola's super heavy strut was surely shaking the entire hotel. If not her footsteps than her monologue of requests were deafening to hear.

Everyone was complimenting Roger on his skin. Viola's bosom lotion had made him look like a movie star, maybe even better.

The two hours allocated for Viola went by in a flash… still no sign. Roger expected this and continued shooting all the other scenes in the film. All went exceptionally well!

The final scene they needed to get done was a chase scene… a girl was running from three pursuers, they were doing great…

STOOORRLCH!!!!

She didn’t see the giantess' foot coming down from above!

“Rather quiet… where is everyone? Helloooo?”

Viola… STOOD THERE!! on this poor girl. Staff stood by helplessly! One foot was crushing the poor pelvis… the pain had her crying out in desperation.

“VIOLA!! YOU’RE CRUSHING HER!!”

Roger calling out… only made her turn around to where the voice came from.

“HEEEEEEEAAA-SPLORCHHHH!”

Viola turned and stepped on the girl's chest.

“I’M CRUSHING IT!! Hehe!! THANKS!”

Viola misunderstood what he said, doing a little happy dance jumping on the spot clapping her hands.

“So what scene are we shooting! I’m ready”

The entire room was silent. Viola stood on this poor actress's busted rib cage like a damp stack of newspapers left in the rain overnight. Roger held his face, it was the actress's first chance in Hollywood… now she… may never even make it to the hospital. They had to scrape her.. remains from Viola foot…

“Why is there so much dog mess or whatever in these studio Tut-tut-tut Hollywood got to buck up its ideas”

As Roger got a good look at Viola… his world started to sink… a carbon copy of the same dress she wore a few days ago… DID NOT fit her anymore, her entire belly button jiggled out the bottom of a designer dress that had given up trying to cover her. Her nipples had busted through the bra, her thighs and hips far too much for the dress. Like a balloon about to burst when being pumped.

“Viola are you?- (Calls) Viola just wait here. I’ll be right back”

Roger was called to foyer. The employee that were crushed on Day 1 of rehearsals wanted an update. The foyer was full of lawyers and solicitors looking for Roger so he took them to one of the outside spots. On the outside walls of the shooting studio.

They were broken. Busted femurs, spinal ruptures, skull cracks, noses imploded, broken arms. Poor kid just wanted to be part of the setup, trying to get his experience and move up in the career.

Roger really wanted to help the kid, pausing and listening to the ruckus being caused by Viola on the inside. The poor student cameraman was in a body cast, barely able to walk, sit OR stand. So Roger kindly helped him sit on the smoking area benches. Reassuring him that everything will be ok going forward.

“darn, I left the documents in my room… I’ll be only a few minutes…”

The student Cameraman sighed in relief. Having his jaw busted and throat crushed by Viola yesterday… Doctors advised him to refrain from yelling and talking due to the surgery stitches that were still healing.

Sitting in a silent optimism he ‘sat’ with his body throbbing in pain. Doing his best to reach for the bag and grab some medicine. Poor kid was given a super drug, one that aids the production of bone marrow hormone, body mass AND soothes pain in the body. The dosage was so powerful it was one tablet for up to 1-2 weeks. Depending on his symptoms.

Ready to take one.. he realised his water was shaking… then he heard extraordinarily heavy footsteps coming towards him from behind… poor kid… the neck brace didn’t allow him to turn his head.

Seeing her landmass of a body break into his vision was petrifying.

“Hmmm where is that Rascal roger now? My back hurts from-Ughh!! (Sees the severely injured cameraman sitting) if it isn’t another adoring fan… you guys do make me feel like a goddess”

The kid sat. Heart racing. He even tried to speak but the stitches were super painful he just sighed.

“Hmmm? You snuck in here… to see me… and… no food? no massages? No merch? No- (Sees painkillers) MY GOSH! PAINKILLERS UGH!! YOU GUYS THINK OF EVERYTHING!!!”

Viola took the bottle from his hand, dug in his bag and took up to 5 of the tablets! Her belly felt funny immediately, which she just shrugged off.

“Awww that was so thoughtful darling… you don’t mind if I sit with you right?… aha of couuurse not (Wink)”

After butt bouncing him to the other side of the bench. She claimed the entire bench, squishing him up against the arm rest. Her rhinoceros thighs jiggled taller than the back rest, his broken ribs were under siege. AGAIN.

“You sure do shake a lot for a-ohhhh I’m sorry. It just dawned on me… you’re a newbie.. awwwwwwwwww how sweet… there’s no need to be nervous darling. I just have to ah… BREAK YOU IN… hehe”

Viola already started leaning over to his side. The bench was creaking in pain with him! Splinters of wood busted out in each second

“Usually people advise easing in… but me”

As she got up, the kid watched her butt jiggling around in the dress trying to break free. Even the mark from the bench was tiny when compared to the circumference of her ass, it looked like she sat on a lunchbox or a wooden stool. Not a bench for 4/5 people!

DHMMM

DHMMMM!

Placing her feet either side of the bench. Her tanned, solid calves alone were wider than his torso. Poor guy was praying Roger came running back to save his life or someone called Viola to do something… but no

SQUELCH!!!

!!!!!??

Every bone in his body… was being bent into her personal bench cushion. Being braced up from his head to toe in rock solid casting meant that his poor body was slowly being bent into her round butt cheeks shape. Each passing second the body cast began to-

Stch!

Splorch!!

Viola’s butt hammered through the cast! Flattening the student cameraman into the bench. His limbs' only hope was that cast that was splattered into dust under Viola. His body was RE-MANGLED!. She blushed as she bounced up and down naturally from the rubbery ripples of her behind.

“Hmmm? Looks like your fake cast didn’t last hahaha, my fans never cease to amaze me honestly…(Giggling blushing)”

Viola smirked as she kicked up her feet to use her full weight on the poor kid. The bench… began to bend. Bending so much the creaks sounded completely different, they were deeper longer creaks. The poor bench looked almost like a hammock rather than a straight bench.

The kid Cameraman. Being sat on from head to toe. Didn’t stand a chance against her. His entire body was spazzing in brutal pain, every nerve ending in his body was being flattened. Viola thought his body spazzing was him squirming

The moment which changed everything is when she leant back. The centre of her weight now was directly above the bench. Her beefy basketballs of back-fat squelched over the back rest, even though her back started no way near the bench.

Sighing as she rested her arms over the backrest

PRRRRRRRT!

“(Blushing) …Excuse me…Sorry to if you wanted that in your mouth I-“

KAAPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCHH!!!!!

The bench gave up trying to hold her. She fell to the floor, laid out flat. Bits of the bench flew everywhere, but most disappeared under her.

Even though she was bright red with embarrassment. Viola was giggling to herself as she sat up. Thinking of all the memories of breaking couches, pub stools, park benches… people’s laps. Slapping her thigh.

“I heard a noise! Are you ok? What happened?”

Roger came walking over, having been side tracked several times he barely remembered what he went to get in the first place.

“Why are there cracks in the floor? Wh-Where’s… argh dam! Did the student camera man get discouraged and go home?”

“(Still giggling) what are you talking about hmhmhmhm, are you ready to continue rehearsal? (Catching her breath)”

“Wha? Hmm? You’re right I must have given him everything earlier. Why is there wood splint everywhere?”

Viola made him help her up to her feet. They walked back inside the rehearsal studio. In the background they both heard the increasing panic of finding the student-cameraman’s mangled corpse. Roger wanted to go find out what was happening but-

“Roger… listen… sometimes in life people bite off more than they can chew… Life has its way of breaking you in too”

Roger shrugged his shoulders and the rehearsals continued.

Over the coming weeks. Rehearsals. Shooting. Everything was going quite well. The entire shooting area had fully adjusted to ‘Facilitating’ Viola.

However the final scene of the movie… was proving to be a-

SQUELCH!!

-a problem. A BIG problem

“OH MY GOD!! ROGER THIS… I CAN'T TAKE THIS!! SHE'S SO- IT JUST-“

The final scene was a romantic love making scene. Even though no actual ‘activities’ were happening. The poor actor ‘Lance Ravingstock’ (Superstar heartthrob actor) couldn’t handle being squished every-time they made a blooper. Poor guy was scared for his life. His stunt doubles all were crushed, injured or… worse?

- The first one she tripped and belly flopped. Popping his skull and busting his jaw.

- Second one was trampled as Viola didn’t see him tying his shoes

- The third was found squashed over Viola’s butt. Having mistaken her couch for the ‘other’ couch

- The fourth vanished off the face of the earth. Without a trace

This left only the actor himself to literally do the scene. The couple are supposed to make out and get physical as the movie fades to credit but-

“ROGER I’m tired… can just roll the film… I’ve got a plan for ‘princess Elizabeth’ over here”

Lance gulped.

Soon they began… ‘ACTION’

The scene in the script is that Lance throws his woman ‘Viola’ to the bed and dominates her. But…. Viola had… other plans for the script.

After he spanks her ass. She tears off her bra. Places the cup over his head. And ties the buckle tight around his neck.

Lance being the high level actor, just went with the flow… mentioning how warm it was in her bra. Viola walked him to the edge of the bed before belly bouncing him onto the bed. Poor guy winced and groaned as Viola mounted him, with her thighs bulging over both sides of the bed, each boob width could match his arm span… he did very well not to call out for the on scene doctor. She smothered him completely and the Roger said-

“YUP! AND THAT'S A WRRRRAP LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! Premiering in a few weeks. Need everyone there, for what could an absolute blockbuster”

Lance was barely conscious after Viola got off him. Wheezing for air, he thanked the stars above the scene was over. Struggling to get Viola’s bra off his head. Once he held it in his hands, the weight of the bra burned his arms just holding it, he tried to look for the size of the bra… there was no size, just a long list of materials and measurements… measurements that dropped his jaw

“Thank you for that Mr Ravingstock… I’m sure Mrs Ravingstock will love to hear how you perved over my bra…”

He didn’t say a word… knowing the measurements… he listened to her stuff her luscious ‘exercise ball’ sized breast into the custom made bra. He couldn’t believe it when she turned back around to sass him even more. Her monstrous bra… barely fit her, her luscious bosom made the bra look like large nipple and areola covers. The way she padlocked the Kevlar clip… was like the bra’s life sentence of holding such a rack for her.

Eventually all the hotel staff came and cleaned up the sets. Roger was very relieved having finished the movie. Being quite the hassle. Even though Viola was still eating a never-ending hole into the movies’ budget. The worst of the storm had passed.

He thought,

The Movie premiere came around very quickly. Thousands, maybe millions of Viola Willow fans surrounded the cinema that the movie was being shown in. Everyone inside was excited about the movie… until…

k-DHMMMMMM

k-DHHHHHHHHM

The entire staffing crew knew… VIOLA

They left her 6 rows to herself. Making sure no was hurt in the ‘seating arrangement’. Everyone watched her super wide silhouette move through the middle walkway. No one could believe the crack in the steps as she stomped holes into the cinema steps.

BDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

Just her sitting down felt like the building was going to come down on top of them all.

“Gosh thanks for the food… can you grab me a cushion too please?”

Just as Viola asked this question the movie flicked on. Cutting every single ambient sound off. She reached across the row for a ‘Cushion’ like a bag of candy. Snagging the poor waitress by the hair. Throwing her to her knees and-

DWOOOOOOORLCH!!!

Butt dropping mercilessly thinking the waitress was a fully qualified ‘seat’. Such a heavy butt slam drop, shook the room so much it spilled several drinks and snacks in the crowd.

As Viola thought the girl was a pro, Viola nailed the girl’s forehead with her ass crevice line. The other staff of the movie theatre wondered where she was, eventually just getting other staff to bring Viola snacks.

No one could really focus on the film with Viola’s sounds of constant munching. Overall the cast liked the movie. They all rushed out as soon it was over, scared to death of being stepped on by Viola in the dark.

The lights brightened slowly. Roger hadn’t seen Viola in a few weeks, due to the editing and producing aspect of the work.

He turned around and… when he laid eyes on Viola. She was sucking the hell out kurxa cheeses sticks. Roger gulped. The things were the size of bathtubs!! Yet she sucked them into her cheeks and chewed them like gumballs.

She was big before… but now… she struck fear like lightning into him.

“Roger… Did you miss me?”

Her voice was slightly deeper. There was a feminine bass in her voice, opening her arms and gesturing a hug.

Seeing how well Viola acted in the movie, Roger was filled with pride and appreciation of his choice of starring her. This would be her first major Hollywood role too..

Trying not to violate her personal space, his hugging arms barely wrapped around her boobs or belly.

“Hahha you are such an adorable man”

SQUISH!!

Giving him a full blown hug he was lifted up off the floor, with a face full of boobs half the size of his mattress. Only his feet hung out during the hug, her belly and boobs smashed over his entire body. He didn’t even fight it. He just laid there in her giant fragrant bosom until the hug was over.

Placing him on the ground

“So what are-“

BWAAAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUAUTRRRRRRRRPPP

Viola’s usually very polite and mannerly face erupted with a bench that blasted Roger across the room and through the movie screen. Sounding more like a Harley Davidson group grove by than one girl belching. Viola giggled blushing seeing the staff run into the room to see what happened.

Walking down to see if Roger was ok. Man was dizzy, covered in burp condensation. The staff saw Viola coming their way and politely ‘ran away’ not wanting to be trampled alive.

She placed him on his feet

“You sir… are sooooo dramatic… It was not that big a belch. You just want to make me feel bad…”

Roger walked out with Viola… she had… Grown.. A LOT! In height and weight… but before he could get a good look at her

(Doors open)

“VIIIOOOOOLAAAAAAAAA”

“YEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH”

“THE QUEEN OF HOLLYWOOD??!!”

“Who’s that lucky bench she’s with?”

“EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT”

Coming out together. The security had been overwhelmed. Leaving only her fans to gather at the main entrance.

However… Viola’s belly started gurgling…

Could be continued…

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