The Man Who Got Mailed A Middle Eastern Pear - PART 5

The Man Who Got Mailed A Middle Eastern Pear - PART 5

GWORLGLE!!

Jason body rocked awake by Mira’s belly gurgling. She slept on him, like a snuggle pillow. She drooled all over him in her sleep, her thigh pinned him squashing from his core to his knees. He lost feeling of his legs hours ago.

Jason couldn’t help but gaze at her sheer beautiful face. Looking at complete peace, her huge bright pink lips made his cock twitch. Watching her dream was a pure moment until

KNOCK KNOCK!!

“PRINCESS MIRA!! WE HAVE HOME VENUE APPEARANCE!! GET READY IN FEW HOURS” A militant voice shot through the room

!!!

“Huh! Wah!!”

SQUELCH!!

Mira sprang up and butt squashed Jason, sitting on his head. Bare assed. Her butt pounded most of the bed, Jason had mo escape. Starting the morning suffering already.

She stood up, her butt cheeks enveloped poor Jason as she walked to open the door.

“Please hurry, you have 1 hour to be there” the service helper pleaded

Mira agreed. Asking the man has he seen Jason (Onager)… shrugging shoulder she turned and

butt bounced bounced the service helper flying. The door frame busted in two, but what alarmed the guy was

Seeing Jason stuffed up her butt, his wriggling outmatched by her bare butt jiggling. By the time the helper, realised who it was Mira had disappeared into the bathroom.

Closing the door behind behind her..

FRRRRRRRRRRRRWAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!

plorch!

Mira farted launching Jason across the room splatting into a wall like a dead fly. Her deep sweaty butt meant most of her farts were deep Bassy and incredibly powerful. Even this smaller fart shook the lights in the hallway.

She sighed of relief turning around-

“AHAAA Meester Jason, you here! *snif snif* PHAA! You smell! Mira wash you ok” Mira smiled

Grabbing him

BJUDWELCH!!

Her butt beat the innocent bathtub. Wider! As she plopped and bounced the aluminium tub was forced to let her in. Filling the bathtub water, she stripped Jason, and sat him on her lap, like a baby.

After a decent while of manhandling him, she cleaned them both, got dressed and was heading downstairs. Mira made him wear the traditional outfit, as a sign of respect.

He couldn’t get over how got Mira looked in bright vibrant colours. The colourful saree fit her as tight as a swimsuit, her royal pair of butt cheeks were bullying the poor saree violently giggling busting stitches in each step. Her feet were lotioned well, squelching the super soft clammy skin in her sandals. She could easily be a foot model, Jason thought but kept to himself.

Walking into the giant living room, where all the guests were, a sea of vibrant colourful outfits all cheered for both of them. Most of the girls were small dainty women no taller than 5ft6, which made Mira a GIANTESS. In addition to the fact she outweighed most girls by at least 600lbs!

In a flash they were surrounded by people who love Mira, her gas had made her unable to meet people for years! So the commotion was radical.

Especially when the older larger aunties and grandma’s came over. Mira stood like tank, no could move her, not even a crowd. But Jason… was getting butt bounced, belly smothered and worse. Like he was drowning in constant waves of people. As long he held Mira’s hand.. he was safe-

“Princess Mira!! Heyyy” Mira turned around hearing a familiar voice

Letting go of Jason’s clammy hand, he now was face to face with Mira’s leg deep wedgie. He could see something separating the crowd, but as he saw… it was too late

BOIUING!!!

Jason was pushed into Mira’s ass. The constant pushing slid him right up inside her cavern of butt cheeks. Squelching into her anus, she instinctively pulled down her saree to little effect. Only covering the dangling knees of Jason.

Mira joked around with her favourite Aunt, butt bouncing and joshing around. Little did she know she now had Jason air tight up against her butthole.

Poor guy, music came on and she began to belly dance. Butt bouncing tiny people flying through the air, but more importantly crunching and squashing Jason between her deep clammy butt cheeks.

…

After 10 minutes of dancing she grew hungry, and stomped a path through the crowd to find a seat. Accidentally crushing people as she grew more hasty looking her rest her humongous butt.

In her humbleness she forgot the solid gold table above on a terrace was hers. Grinding poor Jason to sweaty pulp as she laboured up the stairs. Her butt was HEAVY to labour up those stairs, the crowd watched on with angst hearing her butt and thighs pound of the wall vibrating the entire dancing floor.

Smiling her pearly whites at her giant throne, gold plated with high quality material.

SQUELCH

SWASH!

Plopping and swishing her hips getting comfy on her Thorne. Poor Jason whimpered in searing pain, as her round cheeks sat square on his skull. Like how a wad of jelly would consume a ball.

She wiggled and complained about her ‘wedgie’ (which was Jason)

SWASH

SWISH

BOOOOOOOOOOMLCH!!

After grinding his body down to ash she butt dropped heavy enough make a cracks appear and few lights flickered. Poor Jason had his jaw busted under her butt, as it gave way for her to sit comfortably. Her puckered butthole poised over his stretched face. Poor guy was squealing like a trapped coyote as she kicked her feet forward resting full weight.

Enjoying her rest, waiters came over with food. Not paying much attention enjoying the dancing she kept shovelling all kinds of delicious food. Burgers, Samosas, rice bowls, spicy curries, burritos, Gelato- you name it Mira ate it all.

Until… the waiter made mistake…

A big mistake with the orders

…Meanwhile Jason was damn near crushed to death. Mira had stopped bouncing and leaning forward to wave at people. Even though her soft clammy thighs had been plopping on his cock to multiple climax. He called out for god as she Leant back fully on his face…

“I love Milkshake, very BIG” As she grabbed it

Slurping it down as she was desert dweller thirsty in such a hot over-crowded room. She noticed it was thicker than usual, checking the side of it… “K-urxa” the Larger K was in bold red font… this puzzled her delicious face for a moment

Before more food came

“FASOOOOLIIII!!” Her order was meant for an entire family of 9

Fasooli, with large lamb chops, extra spicy with cabbage brussell sprouts, chikpeas, and lentils. The pot was bubbling with menace.

She was left alone… to devour everything is sight. Jason had tears of pain in his eyes at this point. Mira did not know… but the shake she drank was the infamous Kurxa super lard! Which means-

“Ack! Tight!…. Ahhh too tight!!” Mira’s flinched in pain

As her body reacted to the Kurxa lard. Growing in size weight and height, stretching the saree more and more.

The stitches were busting in each second that passed by

Jason felt her weight slowly increase, but as he began to yell into her ass

BLRRRRRR!!

I rude bassy toot stuffed his mouth silencing him. His eyes rolled back in utter disgust.

Mira was looking around in panic, knowing what is about to happen.

Standing up, Jason was lifted in his bouncy jiggly prison of her butt cheeks. Squeezing tightly on his body. Her guards knew of her fatal gas problem, ran for their lives seeing the huge empty bowl of Fasooli on the table.

Mira could barely balance stomping deeper dents into the gold plated on the way down. Her butt and thighs wedged on the banisters!! So she pulled her butt through, grunting, the handrail clanged on the ground once she got to the bottom.

The panicked crowd were all getting in each others way, not making any progress until

BOOING!! “So sorry!”

SQUELCH!! “Ah! Didn’t see you”

SMUSH! “Dammit!”

Mira desperately mowed through the crowd, people were left in heaps until

FFSSSSSRRRRRRRHHHHHP!!! PASSTP

boing!

Mira’s body… busted out of the saree. Her jiggly fat danced in the eyes of several hundred people. Finally free, her HEAVY pair butt cheeks flopped free and punched a few people out cold. Her belly dropped clearing few people out In front of her. Her breast still stayed contained like a tiny sports bra, soon to explode

DUUUMCH

DOOOLCH!

BAAAMLCH!

Mira panicked being half naked and charged over the crowd of people

BHHHMLCH!!!

Her butt and thighs ploughed through the tiny door frame, looking like a train sped through the gap. She desperately wanted to release her gas, but not with civilians around, especially after what happened last time.

But it was too late

The body crippling belly gurgles, brought her to her knees. Mira on all fours sealed the exit, thighs firmly rest on the walls. Butt tingling off the cool ceiling

She tried to crawl forward… only to realise she was stuck… stuck with her roaring stomach full of murderous gas bubbling out of control in her huge belly. So loud it vibrated the walls, making people step back… slowly

Jason could feel her butthole clench trying to hold it in. As she was bent over all fours he was able to wriggle more, luckily climbing upwards sliding down her back fat landing way out in front on her.

“Meeeester Jason (Panting)… OOO… HEEEELP… cannot do gassy gassy here?!… ooufff” Mira pleaded

Jason’s mind was blown seeing her butt and thighs block the hallway off. Her butt was astronomically tall, belly as big a single matters held her steady.

Jason’s shook with fear as her ominous final belly gurgles roared. Turning around to run, Mira scooped him up, stuffing his body into her tight bra, his head stuck out as he watched…

Mira began to tear up from such savage stomach cramps

“(Crying)… Belly hurt so so bad… I can’t-

BBBRRRRRROROROOOPOOOOOOOOOPOOUOUOUOUOUOUOUOYOUOUOUOUIUOUOUOUOUOUOUOYOYOYOOUOUOOUOUOUOUOOOOORORORORRRRRRRRRRAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!

The middle easter style cathedral imploded releasing a nuclear shaped eruption of gas. Her butt cheeks flapped open and close pumping the almost two minute fart on the poor guests. Screams of terror could be heard from within the cathedral as the people perished. Eventually the ceiling caved in and the mushroom cloud of green gas busted out into the city

Blasting gusts out tornado strength wind onto the bust city streets. Horrifying the public causing mayhem of the highest order.

…

Squelch!

Mira passed out from the relief. Smothering Jason in breasts, but he was somewhat snug, immune to her gas.

Until special forces came

“*KRRRCH* the target is asleep! Bring her in for deportation”

They didn’t notice Jason in her breasts. He was too scared to make his presence known. They crane lifted her into a truck. The next thing he knew Mira was chained up in a cell.

They couldn’t a cloth big enough for her butt, so they threw a bed sheet over her with hole so she can see them still.

Jason still firmly held in her bosom.

The US military thought her gassy explosion was some kind off attack (Even though it was on the Iranian castle) they still enforced the need of integration…

Men were spanking her giant butt trying to get her to speak. The only reaction they got was her drooling in creepy delight saying how she wish Jason was there.

They tried to simulate drowning, with the hose and the rag over her face. He gulped everything and thanked them for the drink.

They tried to beat her up, she laughed at them bouncing off her solid head to toe armour and body fat.

Eventually the colonel walked in. Asking her questions which she honestly had no clue how to answer.

“Fart? What is fart? Hehehe why you people angry more? Like American movies haha” Mira couldn’t keep herself from laughing

The Colonel grew with anger stepped up close to Mira and

POOOM!

Hit her in the belly-

BOIING!!

The bounce back went him flying in utter embarrassment

Mira’s wacky laugh had the rest of the soldier goons trying their best to hold their laughter in.

They left very confused in what do next.

Jason finally wriggled free of her breasts and promised her he’ll free her so they can both escape. Beneath the sheet she wore, he couldn’t help but notice how wet she was. Her groin was shiny with moisture, her inner thighs were buttered with it also. Mira was ominously horny.

Once he freed her she violently pinned him up against the wall and forced him to make out.

“Heyyyyywha-“

Mira locked the chains on his wrists. Being much smaller than her, he hung in mid air. Spreading his legs, she supported his weight perching him on her breasts.

“Must please my Meester Jason, then we escape crazy funny place with guns… (scooping his balls) I make quick” Her tone changed-

BLUH BLURP

BLUH PlLUP

GLOUP GLUNG

Mira sucked with such ferocity, his toes and eyebrows were twitching. She sent lightning bolts through his body with her large to her and super soft lips. Jason was done in literal seconds. She gagged his mouth with two of her fingers in case he screamed on climax.

“Sshhhhhh, we go now” Mira grinned proudly

The cell was a pitch black, dingy and dark. The two looked for a way out yet found nothing. Mira getting annoyed decided to

BOOOMKERLERKERLERKERLERL

Butt bounce one of the stone pillars, it combusted to dust and tiny rocks on impact. The two them saw an opening up above, Mira instinctively hip bounced the other support beams and the crack opened up.

“Errrm…”

“You be stairs! Help me up” Mira made Jason boost her up

SQUELCH!!! But stepped on his face instead completely missing his hands

“O-o-oh you ok! You ok! Brain still inside ok…” Pleading holding his stunned corpse

“You lift from back. Easy”

She face the wall and Jason stood behind her. Her butt poked out almost a metre behind her. “Cmaaaan we no have all the days!!” Jiggling her butt in his face

Booiuing!

Jason lifted with all his might, feeling his back spas under the weight, heaving and grunting with his eyes closed

“GRAB IT WILL YA!”

Mira giggled at Jason barely lifting her butt, only a section of her ass cheeks had him feel like was lifting a country. Mira giggled at him praising his efforts.

!!! Jason thought of a plan

The warden was humming dangling keys walking outside. Getting concerned about not seeing Mira in her, tried to look closer in the darkness pressing his face against the bars

DUM DUM

BLOOORRRCH!!!

Mira came running and butt rammed the poor guy to kingdom come. Ploughing straight the Iron bars. Jason grabbed the keys from the guard after changing clothes with him and they both ‘ran off’. Pretending to be transporting her. As her gassy explosion from earlier had the entire city under siege still, almost everybody in the unit was occupied…

They were almost out the front door. The same Colonel caught them red handed, his tiny stature squared up to Mira. Walking up behind her arrogantly, Jason gestured her to-

BOOOOOMLCH!!!

Running off laughing she butt dropped the Colonel leaving him in a sweaty paste of his honourable outfit. Poor guy was probably never going to walk again.

Soon as they got outside. Mira stuffed herself in a gold 4x4 that pulled off just as a fast. Speeding through the empty stench ridden streets they were at the airport. Jason’s eyes lit up seeing his first ever private jumbo jet. Gazing at its beauty-

“Onager does not come!! Fsther thinks he is USA spy. He comes Only as servant” The servicemen drove off leaving the two of them in the middle of the runway.

Jason did NOT want to go to Iran, he wanted to find his family. He said his goodbyes and began to walk off..

Mira stood silently…

…

….

…..

DHUM DHUM

DHUM

*grab*

“Hahaaaa!!! Meester Jason funny man *Mwah-mwah-MMMWAH!*” Kissing his face

She dragged his skinny rump onto the giant gold plated private jet. Confused as to what is happening. The super luxurious plane was so out of his dreams he thought he was dreaming… or dead and seeing heaven for the first time.

Gold plated TV

Gold plated Tables

Gold Plated marble floors

The place looked unreal, he stopped struggling and began walk along side Mira.

(It was really that big she could freely walk her big butt through the isle and not smash anything!)

Reaching her throne… an exact copy of the one his her castle residence in US. Mira’s entire vibe changed as she ripped his clothes off like a young child with Christmas wrapping paper.

Mira smothered his mouth. Before gagging him and cuffing his arms behind hid back. Throwing his naked body in the seat.

Flung her bedsheet covering over him, getting a glimpse of her bare ass. Dripping with sweat.

“Oh god-Mira-baby-please-do-“

SQUELCH!!!!

His muffled whimpers drowned out by the plane taking off. His cock was rock hard hearing

“Princess Mira! Welcome home! Prepare for plenty turbulence. Going to be bumpy bumpy flight. Thank you”

Mira smiled.

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