The SSBBW CRUSH-ER Patient

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“Calling for Ms Ida, Repeat Calling for Ms Ida! Mr Johnson will see you now” Announced on the speaker

Kyle Johnson, 36, The head of a highly respected psychology therapy clinic. Sat waiting, wondering why he could feel vibrations from heavy footsteps. Incoming…

BWELCH!!

KRMMMMmmmmmm

His office door got blasted of the hinges and flew across the room. Trying to remain he calm he looks up and sees

AN ENORMOUS pair of breast… squished together into a dying white T-shirt, halted by the door struggling to proceed through. Trying not to stare at the woman’s thighs as

BDGJEMMMMMMMMM!!!

Bowing her head to enter, the remainder of the doorway was mowed to the ground. Revealing a true sight. Door wide thighs, huge swollen belly hung out over a short skirt smacking off her thighs

Kyle lost all of his composure, as her giant feet crushed his high quality safety door. In two heavy footsteps he heard the metal deflate under her jiggly mass. This giant woman didn’t flinch walking in as if she didn’t see Kyle or his desk. He tried to hold everything on his table as her heavy presence shook the room, books fell, trophies fell, he did well to keep everything on his desk.

Finally Looking up, she must have been 6ft 9, his neck creaked trying so make eye contact. All Kyle saw was giant globe breasts bouncing out the top of a t-shirt. Jiggling up and down only revealing her forehead.

Visibly unable to wear normal clothes, she walked in jiggling in a giant T-shirt. Size 13 New balance sneaker, squelched along filled with foot sweat. Her thighs pounded into the pounded into the desk, submerging the desk before she sat

PLORCH!!?!!

Kyle felt sorry for his poor guest seat, as he heard it bend and creak under her wiggles to get comfy. Begging for help as she crushed it almost to the ground.

Huge thick monster lips, pointy nose, giant demeaning hazel eyes, armed by thick eyebrows. Long wavy black hair over her shoulder. She wore a face of frustration, however that was very normal for Kyle’s line of work.

“Greetings Ms Ida, I hope you are well” Kyle smiled trying not to glare at her globe breasts claiming half his desk.

She grunted, looking disinterested looked round the room. Kyle, awkwardly saved his laptop from being crushed under her breast and began going through her file

…

Kyle’s face wanted to scream, but he managed to stay calm

“Ahem… You assaulted burglar that broke into your-“

“YAA!! (Her deep feminine voice shocked Kyle, being very loud) I Vas Very Horny zat night hehehe…..”

A few years ago, back in Germany. A burglar, busted into her house believing it was empty. Bundled around her house in the dark, poor guy. Unable to shift her giant luxury ornaments, or find anything worth taking. Distraught and about to leave, his neck was grabbed by a giant hand. Choking, lifting him into the air.

It was Ida. Wielding something thick and long in her hand. Her neighbours wondered why her house shook every 10 minutes, along with her grunting. They thought she was working out.

Weeks later. The police found the poor guy. Filled with her semen on the freeway. She had been brutally fucking the guy since she “found” him.

“… I remember. (Ida smiles into Kyle’s eyes) he squeal like pig Ha! Pussy. Always shouting Uncle Uncle, Ze fuck does zat mean?! Haha Ze fucker took 4 days to make me cum. SHITZE!!” Ida’s eyes twinkled

Kyle could see her drooling over her memories. The saliva pooling between her mountain breast. Looking at the files, the man’s corpse looked like a human sock. For whatever she did to him. This made Kyle’s heart race, knowing his lousy security team were off doing god knows what. Deep down, he knew that Ida was already sizing him up. To be her new bitch. Her size 13 feet, clammy and smothering his shins under the table. At a 6ft 9 with 900lbs super pear shaped body… Kyle could only pray he wasn’t her type.

“Do you know you hurt this man? Did you want to hurt this man” Kyle’s words speaking through her breast

“I guess he broke into ze wrong house” Her immediate response. Along with the creaking of her poor chair, sent remorseless energy over the desk.

She grinned out the window as if reminiscing her over aggressive complete domination of the burglar.

“… of which you were sentenced to high security prison in Germany. Now explain this next part, in your own words” Kyle rustled the papers, not believing what he is reading and seeing in her file

“Bah! Vhy not, Zis skinny Schlampe prison guard was always….”

Ida, now in prison for her crimes. Was struggling with not being fed the same amount as she’d get at home. She was audibly very angry and hungry all the time. The prison guards all stayed well clear of her cell, having to replace the iron bars every two weeks as Ida would pull them apart or bend them with butt or belly bounces. They even shower her outside as she’d butt crush other inmates, sometimes trying to eat them!

A week or two into her time. A new prison guard. Medium height, skinny athletic build. Went to meet Ida, at 6am. Ida’s belly growls were echoing throughout the halls by now. So she began teasing Ida, slowly eating chocolate bars In front of her face… Until

Ida grabbed the guard and yanked her body through the bars. Able to bend them easily. The guard was crushed, beaten, bitten, had broken bones, black eyes swollen face. She was a goner. The guards fed Ida in hope to pay a ransom, Ida lay there. The guard being crushed to death between Ida’s leg lock, smothering/burying her head in never-ending thighs. Ida finally agreed to let her go

Only to butt slam her into the bars as the tried to leave. Her guts sprayed over the entire staff waiting for her. Ida continued butt smashing the corpse laughing with triumph.

“… so vhat! She vas always fucking with me, so she gets crushed. I vould have crushed her entire family If I could haha, bitch!” Ida’s movement made her crush the seat lower and lower to the ground as she reacted each time.

Kyle listening to her, began to get his lunch out of the warmer. Of which Ida scooped from the scorching hot warmer and ate it.

Whole.

“Ich haber hunger (Im hungry)” She said

Before he knew it she had eaten his entire weeks worth of food. Being so tall, she reached across the room, and gulped the entire water cooler. Kyle watched her gulp down two gallons of water like it was a bottle of gatorade in the summer.

oooouuUUUUUUUUOOOORRRRRPPP!!

Kyle was blown into the wall behind him,  feeling the windows rattle facing her belch after she massacred his food. Filling him with revolt, as now part his office was covered in her saliva and bits of his cherished curry.

She smiled down at him, bouncing, the seats creaking grew into loud metallic groaning as the chair was dying trying to hold her ass. Symbolising Kyle’s control over the situation, slowly crumbling as Ida’s over aggressive demeanour grew.

Giant breasts bouncing, sending tremors throughout his solid oak desk. Made Kyle gulp realising her breast are super heavy, far too heavy for him to even think about moving them. Ida was literally, a solid immovable landmass of fat, staring into his eyes crazed with… God knows what was on her mind

“Ahmm, the next entry is here in the states, on a… basketball court? Let me know how…”

Ida, moving to America, as she loved the larger portions of food and sport culture. She also hated paying insurance in Germany for destroying doors, cars, beds, PEOPLE!!, offices you name it. So she moved to the states where things are a lot more flexible and sizeable for her.

One cheerful summers day, Ida was bouncing along her local park. Jiggling her full stomach in upmost happiness. People walked around the entire path, seeing her stomp little cracks into the pathway. She saw some guys playing basketball, she loved basketball back in Germany.

The ball bounced over to her, plopping into her breasts. Giggling in embarrassment, she asked the man if she could play. They all laughed at her, the man even said she was too fat to play. Calling her all types of names like lard butt or canyon ass.

She grabbed him and threw him, landing onto the court on his back. Before he got his bearings, her ground shaking steps had stopped. She stood above him with the ball in her hands. The petrified guy begged, voice bounced off her thighs, he couldn’t even see her arms as she was so wide.

Ida placed the basketball on his mouth. Began stomping on the ball, shouting at him to swallow it. With stomping weight way over 900lbs the man perished, while everyone ran for their lives in fear. His cries of pain were drowned out by her remorseless stomps. Having busted his jaw, nose and even face, she stopped.

The man lay in excruciating pain, as the rock hard basketball plough into his face. He didn’t expect Ida to pull his lips over the basketball and… jump ass first onto his face. The basketball busted over his face, adding to the skull crushing impact. She wasn’t dome there, while she butt bounced on this man’s skull against the concrete court, Ida shoved the popped basketball down his throat. The man’s head was popped like a grape.

When the police showed up, they thought he was chalk outline on the court. Ida’s butt crater had busted underground pipework and ruined the court. The giant butt crater is there till this day…

… There was silence in the room

“Vat? I love basketball”

Kyle grew heated, to initiate some kind of feeling of remorse in Ida

“It says here he was crushed hours before you got off of him-“ Kyle pointed

BOING!!

Ida smacked her breast together trying to clasp her hands.

“Do you have ze beer here? I have thirst” Ida sat scratching her tit. As if, crushing people happened all the time. So casual, Kyle watched her look around for-

!!?

“What are you doing with my cactus its a-“

CRUNCH!!!

KLEK-MUNCH MUNCH!!

Ida bit open his cactus and began sucking the stored water. Leaning forward her sweaty breast consumed his computer, the desk creaked under the weight. He could feel her edging forward.

Trying not to think about what just happened to his plant, Kyle gulped and proceeded to the next entry on her file…

“My god…”

After beating up, crushing, and critically injuring almost everyone she crossed in local prison. Ida was picked up by a combat sports academy, she had no choice to attend it was part of her reformation project, to make her a upstanding citizen again. Creating her own weight class, she was now a highly skilled, 900lbs force of nature. With her fight never lasting longer than a minute.

Once she entered MMA, she changed. She would steamroll her opponent, belly flop, even a butt bounce, would usually be an instant KO.

Accept for one. Once Ida steamrolled him, he was flat out wrecked but refused to concede defeat. Ida body slammed him, crushing his head under her giant globe breast. He didn’t panic, only struggled under her immense blubber. The two remained face to face, Ida began to drool over his physical fortitude. Finally launching her monster tentacle tongue down his throat, in and out. Now the man panicked, her tongue alone beat his mouth open. She was kissing and spewing saliva all over his face. Staring into his eyes as they turned red, close to death. Without warning ended him with a vulgar belch, unable to handle the power of the belch. He stopped moving. Ida continued to ride his face like a wild animal, the giant butt drops punched a giant hole in the ring floor. Even the suspension never stood a chance as she brought the entire ring to the ground!

The crowds cheered for her win. However, once they saw her grab the referee by the foot. Disaster set in. Everybody ran for their lives. Apparently the ref lived as her personal bitch for weeks until the police charged her with another crime. The poor ref’s body was nothing but mush when the police finally found him. Squashed up her ass, days after.

Ida leaned forward licking her lips. Splinters of wood busted under the desk all over Kyle’s lap. She was crushing his desk by simply leaning on it. Kyle could see his desk bending trying to deal with her girth.

“Oh I miss ze wrestle haha, I like to be on top. Crrrrushing” Ida spoke with passion spanking her ass for emphasis

At this point, Kyle noticed her hips and butt were wider than his entire desk. Her giant thighs lifted the table as she continued to edge towards him.

Once her breast fully submerged his desk, each of her breaths sent a LOUD creak echoing through the room. As if the desk was warning Kyle that it couldn’t cope with her on it. That oak desk took 5 men to lug into his office, He wouldn’t cope with her weight neither

!!?

Kyle quickly flicked through to the next section about…

6 of Ida’s recent partners all had ended in critical condition or worse. All them filling her as abusive as her over aggressive riding if their faces is how they ended up close to death. Several male partners had busted genitalia, Ida loved sitting on the lap of her boyfriends and bounce her couch wide butt until SHE cum. Boyfriends would have crushed pelvis, shattered ribs, for some unlucky shorter ones. Demolished shoulder and smashed jaws. As Ida was infamous for bouncing harder and faster, regardless of the condition of the guy. Ending up in a coma was a lucky escape for these men, however one time Ida tried being with a woman.

Sitting on the poor girls face, in seconds she regretfully drown in the ocean of Ida’s 900lb small couch wide butt. Ida went to visit her in hospital. The girl’s spine looked like spaghetti on the X-ray. When she saw Ida mow down, brutally stomping out  6 nurses, some never saw her coming. One or two clung to her foot like old gum.

Busting into the intensive care area. The girl shed a tear seeing Ida, unable to move or say anything. The next thing she saw was Ida’s bare ass plummeting towards her face. Ida, still horny, saw the girls tears as an invite to continue riding her face. The tiny doctors and nurses couldn’t get Ida off the poor girl. Hours later the girl was left, flushed full with Ida’s cum. The entire bed smashed flat, crumpled into a butt shaped heap.

“Oh yaa yaa, ze vay she squealed. Mmmmmmmm” Ida fidgeted with arousal

“Ms Ida!! You went too far!” Kyle exclaimed

Ida’s posture did not budge in the slightest. Drool began dripping, pooling up between her breast. Her eyes jumped onto Kyle, which made him freeze. The quiet death of the chair filled the room, the metal chair legs squashed and bent under her as her butt slowly plopped on the floor.

“Oh?.. err would you… like anotHERR CHAIR?! HEY STOP!” Kyle plucked from his chair mid sentence

Ida placed him on her lap

He bounced on her waterbed thighs and belly. Her squishy fat so comfortable he sunk into an unprofessional relaxation. His head and torso sunk between her breast, as she scooted back. Sitting on her lap he was still almost a metre off the ground, thighs were so thick he had to lean slightly to even see the floor.

“Mr Kyle, continue ze reading of my file” Ida spoke down to him

Startled!! Kyle realised the situation. Trying to keep up his composure. His butt was the size of her belly button, cupping perfectly. Her belly grumbles shook him like a car engine making him eagerly continue her file.

(WARNING: This next section is for my gas and scat followers! BE WARNED! You can scroll past this story and there is no scat after this section. REPEAT: Skip this section to avoid scat theme)

Once the American Authorities found out about her streak of utter brutality, they tried to deport her back to Germany. Germany denied her passport! Leaving America to do as they please. Ida couldn’t even be held in custody without smashing the tiny cell and going out for food. Pillaging food stores as she pleased. People called police, police just advised them to feed her until she’s done eating.

Reaching their boiling point they shipped her to a Mexican Prison. One of the toughest MALE prisons in the world. All the prisoners were fed were black beans, spicy peppers, cabbage, with the occasional chicken and rice… which proved to be a BIG mistake.

Ida spent most of her days in the kitchen area. The guards were better off leaving her to eat, she used the first 4 guards (that tried to stop her from eating) bodies as seat cushions while she freely ate all day everyday. Sitting in the same spot everyday busted a huge butt indent in the floor, marking her spot. The solid concrete, formed more and more cracks everyday. Like her butt was a hammer she slowly used to bust a hole to escape.

Everyday walking back to her cell, her giant sweaty (now tanned) butt cheeks would slosh and bounce off bars. The prison uniform barely fit as a bra. Most of the time she walked around half naked.

Sometimes breaking bars or even squashing guards when she felt like it. Getting cheers from the prisoners.

Of course her sole diet of black beans, kidney beans, and fiery peppers made her a hell of cellmate, as she’d spend most evening blasting non-stop nuclear gas into to the poor toilet. Having to replace it numerous times a week, the prison finally ran out of money to replace it. Her cellmates would cry themselves to sleep when she used the toilet, knowing they’ll get grabbed from their bed in the middle of the night and used as toilet paper.

On her lazy days, she just sit on their faces until she was clean.

Days After the toilet remained broken, Ida had reached her limit. Her belly bounced around when it gurgled, she couldn’t wait to unleash the beast brewing inside her. The gurgling alone had prisoners having nightmares, echoing throughout the night. She hadn’t unloaded her bowels in 3 days, fully stocked with a build up of unruly gas.

Backing her cell mate into a corner, her giant breast were so heavy it was like she had four arms, easily beating him to his knees. The poor guy begged her to let him go, prisoners could hear the guy saying how his family love him and he has kids to see one day.

Ida didn’t know a word of Spanish, silencing him with her anus over his mouth. Huge butt cheeks which bounced off both walls of the cells at times. He was silenced by her mountain boulder thick butt cheeks.

She stomped her size 13 giant feet on his tiny cock before jamming her anus on his gaping mouth. He was trapped. She had perched her weight on his face, while she pulled on his arms. He tried to tease her by licking her anus, even plugging her sweat ridden anus with his tongue but…

Ida let out a mighty grunt

Followed by what seemed like a river of giant chunky turds. The more he screamed in pain, the more weight she put on him. Each blast echoed off his throat, stretching out the poor guys stomach as she ballooned it with hot murky gas.

The hard core prisoners that watched even felt sorry for the guy. Just as they’s think she was finished, her eye would twitch and the floor would shake from her turd smashing down his stomach. They could all hear the sludgy squishing of the the hard shit breach into him. The spicy hot gas, even made Ida’s eyes water. The poor guys body was in severe pain, as he prayed for her to finish.

Such a cruel act, made the guys shudder in fear of the woman. She didn’t even let him come up for air, when Ida felt him running out of air she would pump his lungs with a vile gas. Making him scream and cry in agony with his lungs about to burst.

Things began to get sinister when Ida made him lick her clean, only to blast him with more giant turds which deform and scrape his throat. Meaning he would have to clean her ass over again.

Tying his mouth shut before he collapsed to the floor like an unshapely balloon. Ida went to bed as if nothing happened.

The morning came around, Ida was laughing at the guards reaction to the state of her poor cellmate.

Ida could feel Kyle twitching in revolt in her lap.

She reached into his mini fridge and began eating his other food. Kyle could only hear the slurping and crunching until he looked up.

She had her giant tongue, ploughing through his favourite ice cream. The one he’d treat himself to after a long day. Ida ate the three tubs in minutes, spewing it all over her face, dripping onto his head and face when he looked up between her breast.

She completely emptied all he had.

Picking the file up, eager to read and get the hell out of there. Before he could draw breath to read-

Her giant hand plunged into his pants (freezing cold to the touch because of the ice cream) sending electrons through his body. With skin as soft as butter, clammy as if they were made of butter. Squelching his balls, she breathed in his ear with her mouth moving closer

“Read my file…”

Finally back in the US, she was left to roam free. Police knew about her, warning local like she was a natural disaster. Fully knowing nothing can be done to stop her. Even when she committed heinous crimes, no eye witness would dare come forward against her. Even her OWN LAWYER, very very own sister. Was found paralysed. Folded up into Ida’s very own seat cushion that Ida only uses when extra gassy. Just because one time her sister ate the last subway cookie.

Kyle’s pupils shrunk, seeing the several images of her sister’s cars. That were smashed by Ida. Ida had butt crushed her engine so she was forced to stay with her. One of the pictures… had a giant belly indent on the roof.

(While Kyle flicked through these images Ida giggled)

Her sister’s face was brown and swollen in the images. Kyle was about to speak out before

SQUELCH!!!

Lights out!

She squished her giant breast over his entire head and torso. Giggling while his cock throbbed in her other hand.

Setting him free, he gasped for air

“Read ze file Kyle”

Her deep voice kissed against his ear, he could feel her threat to his life by how her fat was surrounding him in every way.

Ida’s tremendous size caused her great pressure on her feet so she signed up to get a regular massages to help her muscles relax. The local massage parlour sent their trainee 18yr old masseuse to Ida, no one else would dare step foot in the same block as Ida at this point.

The tiny masseuse used to shower Ida in compliments and her tiny hands and limbs felt incredible for Ida. The two got very friendly… too friendly.

The tiny masseuse would feed Ida giant slabs of meat after their sessions. She was receiving national awards for calming Ida, cash prizes, America was grateful for Ida being tamed in any way. Until…

Ida invited the masseuse to her house for a house massage. Thinking nothing of it the tiny masseuse went to Ida’s War bunker mansion style super house. Ida’s feet smelled horrible, making the masseuse tear up massaging them.

After the session was done, She tried to leave. Ida forced her knees and placed her foot in her hands, demanding her to kiss her foul smelling size 13 fat chunky feet. The poor girl agreed, gagging and heaving for over the course of hours.

Lulled into a deep sleep Ida’s legs fell on the tiny girl. Like she was pinned to the ground by fully grown oak trees. Crushed alive, but able to cope for the night.

When the morning came around, Ida stood up. Her foot stood on the tiny masseuses face. Sadly. Ida mistook her mouth for her breakfast crocs.

Pile-driving her giant foot into this poor girls mouth. Busting her jaw, then in a few steps her face was fatally trampled under Ida casual footsteps. Poor girl was found in the trash, with a pile of old stench ridden socks. The only reason they found the girl is because Ida’s sock stench would linger into the neighbourhood. Horrifying anyone close by. Only the poor girl ever knew Ida’s foot was wider than her head. She never stood a chance.

Ida could never see over her breast, belly OR thighs. She always wondered what happened to her favourite masseuse.

Ida began kissing Kyle’s neck, face and head at this point. The poor guy knew he was in trouble. BIG trouble. 6ft 9, 900lb landmass smothering him with no one around to help him kinda trouble.

Knowing all the stories of her past, he knew he was going to end up crushed, dom-fucked or WORSE if he doesn’t make a break for it.

GROOOOOOOUGLE

Ida began laughing

“What?!! WHATS FUNNY?!! WHY ARE YOU-“

Ida held Kyle face to face and

BOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAUAUAUUAURRP!

“Huch (oops) hahaha, I vanted a kiss”

Kyle was knocked unconscious by her explosion of a bench he took to his face. He woke up in his bed desperate for his bearings realising he was late for work. Quickly getting ready. Thinking meeting Ida was just a bad dream

“Nobody could be that big haha! What was I thinking! No more soya milk coffee for this guy” he thought to himself.

He even wiped off a giant double dome smudge on his bedroom window, with a kiss mark above it. Not thinking anything of it in a rush to get to work.

Today was the day he was about to meet the CEO of the APA (American Psychological Association) for a promotion and further training to become elite. The office was off in a quiet area shut off from society. Kyle pulled up expecting another car, but all he saw was a giant butt shaped heap of metal. Cracks even formed from the heap, spreading onto the house,l and driveway.

“What a guy! Recycling his own car for mother mature” Kyle thought.

The door fell backwards as he knocked, the modern styling house. Looked like four wars took place in this one building, broken stairs, holes in the floor, flattened couch, tv looks like a giant stepped on it. Giant foot prints i the floor led Kyle to what was the main office

He couldn’t believe what he could hear

He prayed his ears were hallucinating

Peaking his head around the giant hole in the wall

…

Ida. Sitting on the APA CEO like a horse.

Each thigh was 8 times the size of the man, her belly pinned his neck down. All that could be seen of the poor man was his hands that desperately tried to hold Ida up.

Poor guy’s hands looked like zombie hands, who had been wrestling Ida for hours. Losing the entire time.

“Ahh Guten Morgen Mr Johnson (lifts her belly) You vas about to become ze new CEO today but… (sits her full weight down)” Ida smugly stated

BDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLCH?!!!!

The guys arms buckled under and her 900lbs of lead weight busted his skull like a ripe tomato. Brain juices splashed all over Kyle, who stood there. Bewildered.

“I got made ze new CEO, you know vat zat makes you… (Ida began drooling)” Ida bending over eye to eye with Kyle

(Kyle was dragged away)

… Could be continued

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