WELP... That’s My SSBBW Momma - PART 6

WELP... That’s My SSBBW Momma - PART 6

By Kurxa

Denny watched a tiny room service lady struggle to wield the products cart into the room. So tiny, She couldn’t even see over the cart. Clearly tired, took a brief seat. With her back facing him. She was gobsmacked by the size of Brenda’s underwear holding it in the air like a blanket.

Seconds later…

The ground shook.

In came Brenda

“HA HA HA!! You Bet your ass!! Sorry about your stools!! Tomorrow?… I’ll just use Denny. BAHAHA! I’m not THAT heavy your stools are cheap plastic haha” Brenda shouted off down the hall

Bloated like a SUV full of cement she-

BOOOLMLCH! - BAVOOOOUMP!!

Busted the door hinges, rushing her fat through the tiny door. Denny almost fell of his lounger from such force shaking the entire room. She left The iron door pear shaped, even her giant breasts were too wide for the door. The sheer weight of this woman at this point made her a 6ft 5 blubbery wrecking ball.

Footsteps thumping through the room, staff working on the floor below had their rooms wrecked. Clocks falling, drinks spilling, Screens flickering.

“Lousy room service left their cart here”

BOING!

Thigh bounces cart flying as she turned around.

Both Denny and the tiny room service girl could only watch. Brenda car bumper wide butt casted a shadow that covered them both. Her tanned cellulite armoured butt cheeks, were marked with red scratches having busted and crushed all of those stools earlier. Denny even saw a face mark next to the centre of her ass cheeks, enveloping into her crevice of her butt

Some scrawny asshole must have got on his Mom’s bad side… and paid for it.

SQUISSH!!

Brenda’s butt swallowed the head and shoulders of the poor girl. But was also halted by the arm rests on each side. Brenda had no clue the girl was betwixt her cheeks.

“Darn fucking small seats” Brenda thought to herself lifting up her cheeks and

BAAAAAAADOOOOOOOOOOOMMLCH!!-SPSJSHSHSHHH

A giant butt drop on the poor girl, not only did Brenda’s big gassy butt devour the girl. The seat failed to hold Brenda’s mighty girth. Landing a deafening plop on the floor, Brenda’s butt flopped back and busted thick glass balcony door also. Denny flinched seeing her butt flop out onto the balcony, realising his mom is gaining. A LOT.

But what about the tiny girl?

Brenda didn’t seem to have felt anything, even though the ENTIRE 2/3 people bench lay under her… she flicked on the TV and began chilling.

Denny wanted to avoid a full stomach, sweaty and gassy Brenda. Otherwise she’d make him clean her again. Or worse.

As he was thinking of ways to escape, She picked up her phone and called Denny

?!!! Frantically panicking he managed to silence the call. Avoiding her glances to the balcony.

The only way he could escape undetected was to climb down from the balcony.

Almost falling, he managed to land silently and began sneaking through the room beneath Brenda. The room was left open for cleaning, once he popped on a light switch….

He looked up, and his face dropped

Brenda’s footsteps had busted several holes in the ceiling. Her butt crater she currently sat in wider than a 4x4 From door to door. Protruded from the ceiling half a meter down. Luckily was bent/dented iron, as anything else would have had Brenda fly through the floor butt first.

Thanking the god he was free. Denny sat eating his first full meal in days.

Out of no where

*GRAB!*

“THERE YOU ARE! stuffing your face leaving momma all alone (Brenda ate half his unfinished meal while holing him by the neck) *Glug-ULP* You’ve been a bad boy Denny. You must be punished.

Wondering who ratted him out, Denny saw several butt crushed staff. Ironed flat into the ground, busted arms, noses, legs. The Bars had holes where Brenda leapt at them in rage, to find her son. The place looked like 14 hippos were set free to chase a fly. Brenda’s 1,300lbs made her physically unstoppable.

Her belly was bouncing out In front of her jiggling from side to side, pounding off walls, smashing paintings, squishing people into walls, overboard the ship.

Security tried to stop her but

SQUELCH?!!!

BAMLCH!!!

They were mowed down left stomped to a pulp. Marked by Brenda sweaty feet odour.

Almost at their their room. Brenda’s belly swung and busted the soda machine. Feeling entitled, she grabbed the entire machine and kept walking

“Mom you ca-“

“It’s busted anyway. Sue me” It was as if his moral attempt to stop her bounced off her rubbery butt. Pounding off each wall, some guests came out wondering what is causing such destruction in the hallway

SQUECLH!!

BOOOOOOMLCH!!

“Aiieeeee-“ FUUDORMLCH! BAMLCH!! STOPRCH!!

Brenda either trampled them, belly blasted them back into their room, or butt crushed them into wall craters. Wiping the entire hallway clean of human existence. Denting doorframes, flattening candy desks, everything in sight was crushed or broken to pieces.

Finally landing int heir room. Placed the soda machine down and-

“Be a dear and check my butt Son, Something feel weird?” Brenda bent over spreading her cheeks.

Such a huge pair of butt cheeks needed help spreading so Denny held his breath and spread the cheeks further.

He could hear faint cries slowly cut to silence

BLAAAAAAAARFT!!

Brenda could hold back a fart. Musky and deep Denny fell back a few steps. There was shoe in his hands, a tiny shoe. One that could easily match the tiny room service lady from earlier.

Denny’s mind fell blank looking at his moms giant rear, constantly clammy, jiggling around in his face. As she turned, his face sunk into her butt until he was pushed back, landing square on the bed.

Brenda saw he was holding a women’s work shoe. Shaking with anger until… She froze calmly

As if she was reset emotionally.

“Ah well, Denilson Jr, looks like (Grabs objects from bag) yup… you’re grounded. Last time you made me this angry was in Mexico back on my 45th Birthday” Brenda seemed to smirk, stroking his face into her giant slab of belly meat as she purred reminiscing.

Denny’s lip began to quiver, combined with the utter terror ripped across his eyes. Having flashbacks to when he got grounded in Mexico. They were going from buffet house to buffet house, and a waiter kissed Denny on his lips in a picture. Brenda used him as seat cushion for entire trip, even she was surprised at how bad her gas got, forcing all of her scorching hot gas down Denny’s throat. Ignoring days of his whimpers and begging for air. Until one night Brenda clogged the toilet, all of her friends were stocked full with gas from the entire holiday of non-stop eating, trying to keep up with Brenda. The last thing Denny remembers is being held up, and watching His mom’s bare ass descend onto his face. He woke up three weeks later in hospital for health checks. The first thing he saw was Brenda slurping on mega sized burritos splatting sauce all over him. His grounding lasted 6 months.

…Brenda laughed in delight at the ongoing brutal  punishments coming his way. Her fat hand dug nails into his neck as she carried him away. Her fatty soles squelched thunderous thumps into the deck, as she bounced on.

Brutally trampling people on her way, literally stepping on faces of people sun bathing, breaking the backs of those tanning prone. Busting loungers to bits, mowing down umbrellas, Brenda was in a happy rampage on her way to the jacuzzi.

STORCH!

SQUISH!!

BWELCH!!

She walked straight through a wedding! Bulldozing the priest into a busted heap of fabric that smelled like her sweaty soles. Crushing the alter flat, without so much as a minor bounce off her thigh and belly.

Walking next to the dinning complex, she saw a couple eating Mexican cuisine. Instinctively she walked over.

BOOOOMLSHH

Her belly overwhelmed the short wall, and landed on the flowers. Killing them all on impact. The couple scared out their minds watched Brenda reach over and grab  the jar of Extra hot spicy peppers. Denny’s neck was being squeezed as she held him like a grocery bag, all he could hear was her moans of pleasure as she proceeded to clear the table of their food.

The girl got annoyed swinging a punch into Brenda’s belly, the tiny hand plunged deep not even making a ripple. Brenda chuckled before

BUIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAIAUAUUUUAAAAAAARRP

Blasting the poor of the table with a spicy belch. The kind of belch that killed all the remaining flowers and plants, and covered the entire table in saliva. The guy sat there in fear watching Brenda lug her belly out and walk away. His girl was out cold for hours. Waking with night terrors of Brenda big mouth.

Brenda left the belly shaped hole gaping.

“Sorry err Maam, this AREA IS ONLY F-“

SQUELCH!!!

Security tried to stop Brenda from entering the therapy pools, only ending up squashed up against the glass entry door.

“LOCKED?!! (Rage built inside of Brenda yet again seeing the richer people enjoy the jaccuzi and pool to themselves)” Almost rattling the handle off with her super strong blubbery grip.

Plorch!

Stepping back she left the security guard stuck in her belly and breast sweat. Thankful for breath, he fell to his knees gasping

Brenda noticed the man of his hands and knees and-

“Oh why thank you sir, I needed a boost getting over (Grunting) this” Her chunky wide foot matched the width of his back as she stepped up on the poor guy. As she exerted power

SNAP-STOORLCH!!

The poor man’s body crippled under her weight, flattening him under her full weight standing on his ribcage. He made a roadkill screech as his ribcage was crushed under Brenda’s 1,300lbs of jiggly mass.

Brenda smiled as she seized the opportunity.

“I-wonder-where-I… Ms Brenda room 406… (places foot applying weight) can get an unlimited access-hgn-Card” The poor man yelped for mercy under her foot

She stood their toying with him until he begged for the opportunity to print her 24/7 unlimited premium service. Once he was done, any movement of hers made him flinch in terror.

The next thing he felt was her blubbery hands punch into his shorts, grabbing his cock vice-grip tight.

“If Any of this gets back to me… your face will be own personal trampoline” poor guy was submerged in Brenda’s satellite dish breasts, as she leant over him.

BWELMCH!!! BABAVDOMMMMMMM

Brenda proceeded Ironically mowing down the door without even using the key. Her breasts and hips worked together to form a super sized hour glass hole in the wall. She trampled the door busting the wooden splinters all over the floor. The wall looked as if it was about to fall, wounded and wobbly it held up.

All eyes were on Brenda and she looked like a sexy mountain of jiggly flesh bouncing around the side of the pool. People were sacred of her shadow and earthquake footsteps, some even packed up and ran.

Putting her things down. She grabbed Denny yet again. Opened his mouth, and positioned her hand around his neck facing her ass.

Bending over, Denny already began to whimper as she just ate a bunch of hot spicy peppers. (Her gas is going to be gross. REAL GROSS) she lined her anus to his mouth and

BLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFT

Her eye twitched at such an uncanny fart. Just as planned Denny inflated a bit, so she continued.

FAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWRFF

BLORRRRRRRRT

PHAAAAAAAAARFFF

Denny inflated fully from her horrendous gas, which lingered around the pool like a cool mist. Except it was green and even more people teared up and ran.

“Hmm? Thought I’d be more gassy. At least I’ve got my inflatable now… aye Denny?” Brenda sealed the gas in his body using an advanced drown proof snorkel.

Brenda giggled at Denny’s tears of pain, as he was filled with his mom’s hot raunchy gas. His insides were burning, badly wanting to gag and heave.

On her way to the pool bar, each step into the pool made water rush out the pool sending waves splashing all the people tanning, somewhat wrecking the bar having gallons of water splash through.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN NOT WORKING?“ Brenda furious out the wait for hot food after devouring all the ice cream and snacks.

To ease the wait the bar man handed her bottles of expensive wine. Not thinking anything of handing a 6ft 5 leviathan SSBBW alcohol.

…minutes later…

Happy to take her orders again he got up and gawked at Brenda enormous breast indent she created in the bar. Looked more like two giant tree logs crashed there rather than human boulders of flesh.

Brenda was sprawled out on top of Denny. Using him as a inflatable bed in the middle of the pool. His puny body barely kept her afloat. All that could be seen was her belly and breast.

Denny almost relaxed.. until he heard

POP!

Glug glug glug

Brenda began guzzling the bottles of wine like orange soda. The bottles fit incredibly snug between her breast, they didn’t even clang together in her rubbery mountains of breast.

Groooooooouuuuhhhhh

All the swimming kicked up a wicked appetite for Brenda. She placed Denny in the  jacuzzi and swam over to the bar. By this time it was pretty late and everyone else had either ran from Brenda or gone to bed.

All except…

“HEYY there Mr *hiccup* tiny bar man. Give me something to eat” Brenda was drooling into her breast that were cupped into the crater made earlier. Plopping them heavy, they danced jiggling on the bar constantly. Almost touching her chin.

Panicking, the bar man grabbed anything and everything and gave it to her. He could hear the iron bar stool struggling to hold her girth, as she playfully plopped her ass up and down. The vibrations shook all the glasses in the bar some even fell and smashed. He was starting to panic as all she kept saying was

“Uhuh… more!” Stuffing her face gulpingg everything in sight. Brenda was about come into the bar and ‘talk to’ the bar man as he had accepted his fate, only telling her what she wants to hear to stay safe.

Hearing something near Denny, she swing around and swam off.

BOOODOOOOSHHHH!!

Her butt clapped back and bulldozed three stools and smashed a GAINT ass crater in the wall of the bar. The bar man could hear cracking, as if the wall was whimpering having lost its battle against Brenda’s giant butt.

Still laying there as a washed up inflatable. Denny peered his head to see

Brenda.

Drunk.

Stomping through the lounge chairs busting them apart, mowing down umbrellas, stomping holes in the drainage. She cleared everything in sight with her belly bouncing proudly out In front of her.

Scooping up Denny she began walking back to their room, Brenda’s drunk vision, made out what was a talent show on board. By this stage Denny had deflated and was back to being dragged around by Brenda.

DOOMLCH

SQUELCH!!

BAMCLH!!

DWORLCH!!

Brenda trampled her way into the middle row, crushing multiple people, braking every single chair her jiggly thigh ploughed into

“OH MY GOD SHE’S”

SQUELCH

SQUISH!!!

Brenda butt crushed a whole family flat, claiming four seats with a giant butt drop. Poor granny In front on of Brenda stood no chance against her falling belly, silencing her like a ton of bricks the poor woman disappeared into Brenda’s thighs as she sprawled out getting comfy.

Just when Denny thought things could not get any worse, Brenda was called down from the audience.

It was a magic show. This magician needed a volunteer. Brenda walked straight through the crowd, mowing down several more people under her 1,300lbs foot stomps. People were unsuspectingly crushed. Turned to nothing but mushy footprints of Brenda.

Reaching the stage, Brenda dented the stairs getting up on the stage. Which creaked under her, as if itself too was crying out for her to get off.

The magician tapped Dara’s hands and a mountain of triple hamburgers appeared in her hands, of which she devoured on instinct.

The tricks were going great. Until

The magician made Brenda disappear… she was supposed to appear back in her seat but…

(Crowd gasps)

The magician’s face smiley as always keeping up the act, wondered what was above him.

KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMLCH!!

Brenda was supposed to be carried back to her seat through air magnets. But instead she fell butt first on the magicians head, butt crashing through the entire stage and punching a hole into the cast iron deck. His guys sprayed out on the curtains. His skull was busted under an ass wide enough to fill a lane in traffic.

The crowd didn’t know the difference at this point, gifting Brenda food and praise for the act. Which she wallowed in delight, only once she turned around and the crowd saw the magicians corpse busted all over her butt like she sat on a gingerbread man. The crowd were distraught having witnessed such a heinous death.

“CMON!! ITS JUST AN ASS WE ALL HAVE ONE YOU ASSHOLES!!“ Brenda shouted as her jiggly rump devoured the poor magician’s body as she walked away horrifying the crowd.

Still drunk.

She followed her runway of wreckage she caused earlier. Slowly picking up the scent of food.

Forgetting to use her keys she

BOIING!!!!

SQUELCH?!!

She belly bounced an even bigger hole than earlier. Standing their on the door, there were several waiters staring down at the door Brenda was standing on.

“Oooooooh Food!!” Brenda jumped up and down on the spot in utter joy before walking forward. The boat service wanted to apologise for the poor service she faced and filled her room with all kinds of food. Stacks of pizza. Double thick ice cream machine, soda dispenser, giant barrels of cheesy broccoli and cauliflower.

While Brenda was infatuated by her gift the staff lifted the door. Smashed to literal human pulp was their beloved manager, who was close retirement. The room fell silent in respects

“HUHMPH GUYS!! You forgot the gherkins, chilli peppers and red beans” Brenda went rushing

SPLORCH!!

DWELCH!!!

SQUISHHH!!

Stomping on the poor manager yet again in her rush. Any hope of his survival spurted over their uniforms in the form of his guys and organs, unable to cope with Brenda immense weight.

She came back with several jars of pickles, pickles beats, peppers. Everything as she clearly ransacked the kitchen.

Moaning in euphoria, Denny stood on her thigh emptying every last morsel into her mouth. Her butt now hung off both sides of the queen sized bed. He could barely withstand the weight of her breasts against his leg, imagining the life threatening crushing under his mother.

She managed to finish everything in sight, the bed imploded under every move. The staff downstairs thought there were elephants fighting above them.

Brenda fell woozy, Denny rushed behind her standing on the metre of butt that bugled out behind her. While he massaged her neck and shoulders.

SPLORCH!!!

Brenda fell back. Snoring. Her breast ballooned over chest bullying the pathetic bikini bra she was wearing. Jiggling to the wave motion. Easily adding a whopping 200lbs onto Denny, he wheezed for air under just her back fat. He called out for help while his lungs are crushed.

Eventually He blacked out.

To be continued…

GOD I love Brenda so much! Can’t wait to see what happens when she arrives back in the US

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