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I have been thinking about you for the last few days. I wrestle a bit with the idea of bringing you up. Lest I forget, Iβm higher up in the work food chain than you. Youβre just in IT, but Iβm an executive. I saw you for the first time a couple of days ago and I knew that I had to use you for my amusement. What could be better than a skinny new boy toy for me to play with? I call down to your department and hear your voice on the other end, βHello, IT.β βYes,β I start commandingly, βThereβs an issue with my monitor. I need someone up here now.β βWell, what seems to be the nature of-β βDidnβt you hear me?β I interrupt you. βI told you to come up here now.β I donβt like that you think you have a choice. βYes Maβam! Right away!β You hung that phone up pretty quickly. I sit my oversized ass in my oversized chair until you finally arrive, you seem out of breath. βAh yes, finally. I need you to take a look at this monitor.β I say while standing up and walking over to you. I notice you staring at me, taking in my size. I walk up to you, youβre so tiny compared to me. Your head only comes up to my chin so not only do I have my weight, my height is also superior to your tiny form. Iβm probably a good 4 times your size I reckon. After you spend a few seconds staring I say, βSee anything you like?β and break you from your trance. βOh! Uhh sorry maβam.β You try to walk past me quickly, but when you get to my side, I hip check you. Its a playful bump on my end, but you being as small as you are compared to my size, lose your balance and fall to the floor. βOops! Better watch your step.β I say playfully, giving you a wink. You scramble up and head over to the desk. As you do so, I close the door to my office giving me the privacy I need for some play time. βHmm the monitor isnβt coming on at all,β you question. I walk back over to the desk while you sit down to check something under my desk. Right where I want you. βOkay,β you begin explaining. βIt looks like, oh, it looks like you unplugged your monitor? But itβs pretty much fixed now.β You then motion back up from under the desk, seeing your dream, soon to be nightmare, come true. Me, facing away from you with my ass right in front of your face while youβre still sitting in my wide chair. Right where I want you. βUhh... I think I should be-β but itβs too late, right before you finish, I drop my large ass right on top of your lap, full weight. Your arms underneath my cheeks, struggling to get free. βOh youβre so cute,β I say with a hint of lust. βThinking that you can lift me off. Do you have any idea how heavy I am compared to you? Struggle all you want.β βMaβam please!β You struggle to get the words out. βYouβre too heavy, my legs-β You get cut off by me leaning back against your chest and face. My back rolls, covering you completely, still glad I opted for the oversized chair that can still hold my weight. βYou know, if anyone walked in right now, they wouldnβt even notice you under me haha!β I giggled to myself. I raise up from the chair listening to your desperate gasp for breath. βOkay, what should we do next?β I question out loud. βPlease, just let me go. I wonβt tell anyone.β βHaha!β I give out a booming laugh. βThinking you can tell me what to do? Not only can you not physically stop me, but Iβll have you fired if you tried something so stupid. Now letβs get you up, shall we?β Itβs time for me to make this experience a little more personal. I take my shirt off, revealing my large, creamy white, hanging belly. To make things even, I take one hand and grab a good portion of your shirt collar and rip it off, both of us standing there, completely topless. Since your legs are sore, I figured I would help pick you up. Well, into a bear hug that is. βHaha! I canβt believe how light you are!β I exclaim. βPlease... canβt...β you are barely making any coherent words since my strong arms are wrapped around you, leaving your arms free, but pressed up against my fat. Iβm certain you can feel the heat emanating from my giant belly, completely pressed up against your stick thin torso, practically absorbing you into my flesh. I feel your arms trying to get their grip onto my shoulders to try and stop me, but you canβt get any leverage to do so. Then I grip you even tighter squeezing out that last bit of breath you were holding. Lifting you like this has made us the same height at least. βYou know something? There is something Iβve always wanted to try, but never had the chance until this exact moment.β I say coyly. You just stare into my menacing smile as I walk towards the wall of the office, taking my time so I can get maximum enjoyment from seeing your red face surprised with how easily I was able to transform you into my afternoon boy toy. βLetβs give this a shot.β I say as I approach the wall, I press you up against it and slowly release my grip on you from my arms, transferring it to my belly. You are able to stay in place against the wall, with my giant stomach pressing against you, wrapped around your skinny body with my fat circling you and pressing against the wall on either side. βWow! I wasnβt sure if I was able to do that! I can feel someone is loving this though. Donβt pretend that I canβt feel your hard-on pressed against my belly.β βMaβam, Iβm not going to say anything. Just let me go!β You beg me. βIβll tell you what,β I bargain, βif you can push me off of you, Iβll let you go.β Your face turns to even further surprise. Your arms are pinned down, your whole body is suspended off the floor by a few inches, only being held by my massive belly. How will you ever get free? βYou can keep struggling, I like it when they struggle.β I say with a deep sigh at the end, clearly enjoying this myself. You continue to push and writhe while your body is consumed by my fat, but itβs no use. I can feel your chest and ribs starting to bend inwards while I ever so slowly lean more and more weight into you. After a 2 minute struggle, I take a step back and you fall to your knees on the floor, coughing for breath and clutching your rib cage. βHaha, oh is somebody hurt?β I laugh at you. βYou canβt do this to me you... you cow!β You instinctively yell back, beginning to get angry. βOh I beg to differ, tiny man. Iβm so much bigger than you so I can do whatever I want. My fat body is just stronger and better than your insignificant one so I actually can do whatever I want. Here, let me prove it.β After my lecture, I lean forward and pick you up, throwing you over my fat shoulder with force so that your face hits my fat ass. βNow if I, βcanβt do this,β as you said, then why donβt you try to get free now.β I say softly. Itβs clear that my lust is growing. I just love comparing our bodies and seeing how much bigger and stronger I am than you. You begin to struggle and pound your fists on my backside, if I were a skinny girl, it would probably hurt me, but my beautiful flab gives me soft armor that your weak arms couldnβt even begin to hurt me through. βSee?β I say while you are kicking and punching. βYou canβt even break my hold on you while Iβm carrying you around. What chance do you have otherwise? In fact, why donβt I get some exercise and get some steps in?β βJesus! Youβre too strong, youβre crushing my stomach into your shoulder!β you yell again. I just laugh and continue to walk around the office with you tossed over my shoulder. Itβs almost comical how little you look over my broad shoulders and body. Every step I take with you carried, you can feel the tightness around your midsection. I exaggerate my footfalls so my shoulder digs into you further and further, Iβm sure it feels like getting multiple uppercuts to your stomach. You continue to kick and push to get some relief from me, but itβs no use. You are essentially as strong as a child is to an adult when you are in this position. Completely helpless and embarrassed that a girl could ever do this to you, but Iβm much more than any ordinary girl. I am a giantess, walking around proudly with my latest prize. βOkay, letβs try something else.β I say, and as I finish that statement, I lean forward slightly, then push upright, grab your arms and pull your upper body over my other shoulder to get you in a fireman carry. βOh my god, I can barely feel your weight now. It really does amuse me how little you weigh. I am basically four of you!β This is probably the best recreation Iβve had all week. βNow, instead of going to the gym today, maybe I can get my squats in early.β I say. I then squat down low and rise back up. Your arms and legs are starting to get tired and I notice them giving up some fight. You are just in a helpless position for me to do whatever I want to you, and treating you like my own personal squat rack is just one hobby I have in mind. ββ¦and 30! Phew, usually I squat a lot heavier so I decided to make up for the reps this time to accommodate the small weight, haha!β I toy with you. βAlright, thereβs just one more thing I need from my new favorite IT department.β I then lay your tired body onto my desk with your head on one end, stretched out fully across my elegant desk. I come around to where your head is, you look up at me completely frightened of what will happen next, as well you should be. βAlright then, I had a good time with you today, but I think we can end things here. Donβt worry, youβll survive this, but I think Iβve had my fill today. Iβll see you next time little man.β I explain, βWait, what are-β you are then immediately cut off by me lifting my belly up with my strong arms and dropping it over your head and chest. After I do this, I lean forward more, letting my belly spread over you, totally consuming more of your torso. My belly extends from your head, going all the way down past your elbows on the desk. It probably feels like your head and torso are being consumed by a giant and warm sandbag, completely encasing you as you feel as though Iβm literally absorbing you into my fat body. As I lean more weight onto you, I also hear the desk creaking from the sudden weight being applied to it. βMmmm yeah, this is nice...β I moan softly. I just love seeing your little body, squirming under my belly. Even my stomach is just too much weight to handle as I notice more of your panic setting in. Your arms are heavily pinned so you canβt push my fat off and your legs are only kicking, trying to get any leverage for you to escape, but all I have to do is stand here and lean on you. Iβm not pinning you down with any of my strong muscle, Iβm just standing here like the goddess that I am, keeping you pinned down with my flab. βThatβs right, keep struggling my slave...β I moan again, slowly rubbing my giant boobs and enjoying your whimpers and feeling you struggle against my body. Finally, your struggle dies down and I step back lifting my belly off you. You are still alive like I promised, but you are out of it for sure. A lot of oxygen was taken away by your goddess. βYou nearly passed out there, haha! Okay little man, Iβm going out for lunch now. I had a good time with you, and trust meβ¦this wonβt be the last time.β I put on my shirt, grab my purse and open the office door, still leaving you on my desk topless while you cough to breathe. Just before I walk out, I say, βOh and make sure that monitor is working by the time I come back, haha!β
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hello everyone, here I will tell about my crushing experiences. I am very slim, 65kg (140lbs). I am also curious to hear your experiences. sorry for my english but help me with a translator.
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My fat ass was meant for sitting on faces and when I met 90 pound Frank, I knew I needed to sit on his face immediately. My ass looks even more massive compared to his tiny body. I have Frank lay down in bed to crawl on top of him and sit my giant butt right on his small face. My goal? To make him tap out! And I definitely met my goal several times. Hearing Frank gasp for air when I finally would lift off his face only made me want to bury him under my ass even more.$12.99
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Have you ever seen fatties fly? I always have a blast with my babe @bigdee she has the best toys. The second video to our FIRST EVER DOUBLE SQUASHING SESSION. The lucky victim got smothered in so much delicious weight. Tho we did sometimes forget about him π The Half ton Sisters are ready to ruin everyone.$6.99
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Celia Dominates You at the Office - Story 3/5
CeliaBBW posted a blog entry in Curvage Model CeliaBBW's Blog
I was feeling pretty good after our session, but I think I needed more. My lust overtakes me and I look back down at you: helpless on the floor at the bottom of the stairs. I just couldnβt be finished with you, not yet. I walked back down while you hug your stomach; it seems like you donβt notice me because you arenβt staring in my direction, but I get back down and I use one leg to turn you over so you are laying on your back, facing up at me. βI think youβve been spending too much time down here, babe. Why not meet the rest of the company?β I say. I then reach down at your shirt and literally rip it off of you. You donβt even fight me because you know youβll lose. I then move down and start to strip your pants, finally taking away all of your dignity by leaving you in nothing but your underwear. βLetβs go meet the higher-ups.β Next I lift you over my shoulder once more, draping you across like a scarf. We then hike back up the stairs once more and just like before, I dig my feet into each step I take and your stomach gets pressed in deeply to my shoulder with each one. As we reach the top of the stairs, I toss you into the elevator and leave you on the floor as I step in and hit the button for the floor of the cafeteria. βI think itβs time I get something to eat. Gotta keep up my strength right?β I chuckle as I look down at you. βCelia, I donβt think I can take anymore.β You make out with a hoarse voice. βOh quiet you. You should know by now that you canβt stop me and I can do whatever I want. In factβ¦β I then decide that, since this elevator ride is a little slow, that I need a seat. I walk over to you on the floor with each of my feet on either side of your frame and squat down onto you with my thick thighs splayed out in front me while they surround your head. βJust be a good boy and sit there, please.β I say playfully. I can tell that you want to say something, but before you start, I close my legs together and my thighs completely squash your face. I can tell that Iβm completely covering your entire upper body. I feel your legs start to kick and you bring your knees up and try to knee my backside, but itβs no use. My fat is like soft armor that protects me, let alone the fact that I just have much more muscle than you too. I feel your knees continue to jab me lightly, but I take it all very easily, receiving no damage at all. I open my legs again and youβre just panting for breath. βSee?β I say, βI encourage you to try and struggle, but you should know that it wonβt get you anywhere.β I then bring my legs in and squat back up, reach down and take you with me over my shoulder once again. We arrive on our floor. Itβs around lunch time now and the cafeteria that I eat at is for the executives. Even among them, Iβm top dog though. They already know about my, βactivitiesβ with the lower level employees. I bring you over to the lunch counter and order my food. The man behind the counter is looking at me with a scared look because he doesnβt want to be next. βRight away miss!β He takes down my order and runs to make it. βCelia! Hey there!β I turn around and itβs three of my coworkers all staring at you. The two women who didnβt say anything yet are just looking at you, almost like they are about to laugh. They probably find it pathetic how easily I can dominate you. βHey there guys. Good numbers this week, right?β I chat with them. We talk for a while, the whole time with you on my shoulder. βOh! How silly of me, I forgot to introduce you guys to our IT department. He would say hello to you if my muscle wasnβt digging into his ribcage, haha!β I gesture to the group while they laugh in amusement as well. βHey guys, watch thisβ¦β I say. I then go over to one of the chairs and climb up on it, keeping a firm grip on you over my shoulder. βThis guy is little, but also so strong!β I then jump down off the chair and land on my two feet with a huge impact that almost feels like it shakes the room. And with that impact, I feel one of your ribs pop as soon as I land. It was bad enough when I would take deep steps, but jumping down from two feet? I canβt imagine how much pressure went on you just then! You almost feel like you are about to throw up, like a professional fighter just gut punched you, but all you do is gasp and groan. βOh quiet you!β I snap in your direction, βSeriously guys, heβs just been making noises all day. Little man canβt hold his own against a dainty woman like me, haha!β You just feel utterly humiliated all the while my coworkers continue to laugh along with me. I was always glad that they are just as amused with my βhobbyβ as I am. Noticing that my lunch is ready I say to the group, βOkay guys, gotta get back to the old grind.β I grab my food and head out to my office, still keeping you hoisted on my shoulder. It doesnβt even feel like youβre fighting anymore. I do like it when you struggle, but I canβt exactly blame you with all the damage youβve taken. Not that I feel bad enough to let you go free. As I near my office, I find Stacey. Sheβs my secretary and also a BBW, but still not MY size. She is about 4 inches shorter than me, doesnβt have much tit size to speak of, but her belly has quite a bit of heft. I would say I still outweigh her by 120 pounds, but that doesnβt mean sheβs small. I actually hired her because I thought she would want to join me in my squashing and carrying endeavors, but truth be told, sheβs actually been more annoying and judgmental than anything else. She always says the same thing when I bring a tiny man to my office, βOh dear, Miss Celia, another one?β She said, interrupting my thoughts. Her nerdy glasses coming down her face, I almost feel a bit disappointed in her. It really is us plus size women who should run the world, but itβs girls like her who hold us back. Donβt get me wrong, she isnβt ugly by any means, itβs just her attitude. Girl needs more spine. I give out a bated sigh as she says her judgmental piece to me. βYes, Stacey. Another one. Now do you want to help me crush this little guy and get to see where Iβm coming from with all of this?β βOh no! I couldnβt possibly Miss Celia. I like your confidence, but Iβm just not the type to-β βThen screen my calls for the rest of the day, kid. Donβt ruin this for me.β I snap back at her. She quickly rushes back to her chair and gets to work. At least she does her actual job well. I walk in and place you and my food on the desk. βPhew, I didnβt realize how long I was holding you until just now. Iβm slightly out of breath.β I then lean over and look you in the eyes, βbut only just slightly.β I wink. I decide to make myself comfortable and begin to undress and I can see you noticing me. I bet you love seeing my curves and voluptuous body, why not give you more of it? I get down to my bra and panties and I reach into a drawer of a filing cabinet. You see me turn around after obtaining what I grabbed and it turns out to beβ¦. rope. βI need a better table to finish my meal. YOU are going to be that table.β βCelia, wait. Canβt you let me rest while you eat? I have no more strength.β You plead with me. βMmmm still resisting. I like it.β Completely ignoring you. Having a goddess-like body, you tend to figure out creative ways to squash and crush little victims. I have thought of doing one specific way to you that also allows me to relax while doing it. Even a powerful beauty like me needs to rest sometimes, right? I turn you on your stomach on the desk so your face is facing where my chair is and your legs hang off the front. Basically looking like you are bent over my desk, which does make you look good while you are in underwear, I admit. I take a seat in my chair and wheel it over to you, βTake a good deep breath, hon. I like to eat my lunch slowly.β I warn you. You finally figure out what the rope is for as I begin to wrap it around your head and then around my waist. As wide as I am, I have enough rope to get it around me. I then bring it around tighter, I hear you taking your air in, and within that moment I pull the rope with one hand and pull your head into my belly with the other completely smothering your head in my fat. βMmmm this is really nice,β you hear me say as I adjust and squirm a little, this ordeal making me a bit sweaty. As hot as I may feel though, it is time for me to eat. I take my food container and place it on your back, open it up and take a good whiff. βWow that smells really good. That executive cafeteria sure knows what theyβre doing.β I start digging in, I do like to eat diligently and cleanly, I prefer taking the time to enjoy quality food to appreciate it more. But, this thought goes away as I feel you start to turn your head and whimper a bit. βHey, whatβs wrong down there? Iβm trying to enjoy my meal!β I demand. I push your shoulder down with one hand, but you still keep struggling and it seems like you are starting to panic. βAre you serious right now? Itβs only been half my meal and youβre running out of air? Jesus, Iβm gonna make you take up swimming or something. You gotta learn to-β and just before I can finish my insult, you buck your feet off the ground, raising your hips, which in turn, launches the container still half filled with food, right onto my face. Iβm now covered in sauces and discarded food, totally covering my beautiful face. Remember how I said I like to be clean with my food? Iβm sure you can guess whatβs going to happen nowβ¦ You still struggle, but you feel me start to untie you so you are able to calm down a little bit at least. I finally am done and you release your face with a sharp desperate gasp. Nothing is said while you still lay your upper body on the table, gasping for air, but you notice that I havenβt said a word for the last minute and this scares you. As well it should. After getting some energy back, you lift your head up and look at me and then go white with fear. You finally figured out what you did as you see me and my death stare which is covered in what used to be my lunch. βOkay, Celiaβ¦hold on a second. I was about to pass out! You canβt blame me for that!β You are practically begging for your life at this point. Without taking my eyes off you or saying anything, I stand up, grab your arm, and lift you on the desk so that your body is now facing length ways. Fear has set in and you donβt even try to move away or fight. I step up on my chair, then onto the desk with my feet on either side of you. I am standing directly next to your waist with me facing down towards your feet. All you can see is the back of my body towering over you. My thick thighs, each one bigger than your waist then traveling up to the most gorgeous ass youβve ever seen. You can tell that there is an abundance of muscle underneath my soft curves. You generally can appreciate the beauty of my thighs and ass, but now, in this position, you can only see them as weapons. βListen to me, hon.β I say softly. βIβm a goddess, and as such, I need to stay clean and hygienic. Just now, youβve undone that. What do you think any other goddess would do in this situation? No, donβt answer that. Let me just show you instead!!!β And as soon as Iβm done, raising my voice, I jump up slightly and kick my legs out in front of me. It looked like everything was going in slow motion for you as you feared for your safety. You saw all the ripples in my thick thighs and gigantic behind, the way my muscles operated as I used them to jump up. But just as you get out of your trance, the giant impact of my butt happens and lands on your stomach. You want to let out a giant yell, but it hurt so much that you werenβt even capable. There is a loud crashing sound as I hit my industrial strength desk with you under me. βMmmm now THAT was kinda hot. But itβs time for the real punishment.β I say. You seem confused as if that monumental butt drop wasnβt punishment enough. But I lean back down on you, covering your face with my back fat and just resting on top of you. As I do this, I grab a napkin and start cleaning my face off, all the while, feeling you struggling beneath me. βItβs no use fighting me off this way, babe.β I talk, βIβm laying my full weight entirely upon your pathetic body.β I toss the napkin away, getting most of the food off of me. βI just love feeling you struggle. So helpless against all my fat. Our size difference is enormous. It turns me on so much, actuallyβ¦β You keep trying as desperately as you can to fight for an ounce of air, but it does nothing except entice my lust a bit further. βThereβs nothing you can do here. Iβm just so much bigger than you! I can feel your tiny body being compressed into the desk. It feels so good to meβ¦β I give out a sigh. I almost have half a mind to reach down into my panties and start something a bit hotter while Iβm in this position, but I notice your struggles start to die down and itβs clear you are at the verge of passing out. You feel light headed but still panicked as if this is the end. But, I certainly donβt want to kill you, just want to crush you a little bit, because youβre my toy. You wouldnβt be any good to me dead. βAlright, I think you get the idea.β I then lift up and roll off of you. You give out a series of shallow breaths, which is about all you can get. And in the moment the light of the office hits you, you start to get a headache. You were so close to passing out that time. For what you did, maybe I should have let you? βOkay, bitch boy, you can say sorry now.β I demand. βSβ¦. Sorβ¦β¦ sssβ¦β¦β is about all you can make out. βJesus, okay if you wonβt apologize,β I walk back over to you and lift my belly up like Iβm about to drop it down on your face. βSssβ¦ sorry! Sorryβ¦.β You make the words out as you see the bottom of my destructive belly looming over your head. I then back off and release it back down. You give out a big sigh of relief, although you still canβt move or talk much. βOkay, thatβs good enough I suppose. Now look, I have to redo my makeup because SOMEBODY got my face a mess. Iβm going to the bathroom so Iβll be right back.β I walk over to my executive washroom thatβs within my office and open the door. βOh and I know this goes without saying, but donβt run away, βKay?β I let out a playful giggle as I enter the bathroom. You arenβt too sure what to do now. If you leave youβll lose your job, but if you stay, you will definitely get crushed some more. As you are juggling with the choices, you hear the door to the office open and itβsβ¦ Stacey? βHey- hey there.β She whispers awkwardly. βCome here.β She motions to you to come over. You look at her with some disbelief and give her a face that says, βI just got the shit kicked out of me, how am I supposed to go over there?β She gets the hint after a second, βOh! Right! Sorry!β She stumbles inside with very little grace and stands over you. βListen, Iβm gonna get you out of here. Miss Celia can get a little, eccentric with her boy toys. I just donβt want to see you get hurt.β Stacey explains. βIt seems a bit late for thatβ¦β you say sarcastically. βOkay, so Iβm going to try to pick you up, here, place your arm over my shoulder like this and umm, Iβll carry you like thatβ¦β as Stacey continues to talk to herself, she clearly doesnβt hear me come up from behind you guys and I stand directly behind her with only a foot of space between me and the awkward fat girl. Stacey finally seems to feel the presence behind her and she slowly turns around to see my boobs since Iβm a bit taller than her. She looks up at me and gives an slight chuckle smile. βHey there Stacey. I forgot to get my purse with my makeup in it.β I say calmly, staring daggers into her eyes. βOh, I can get it for you Miss Celiaβ¦ in fact! Thatβs why Iβm in here!β As soon as sheβs done with her pathetic excuses, I bring my hips back and thrust my belly forward, impacting her own. I can tell there is a major difference between belly bumping you and a BBW, but Iβm still bigger than her, which makes me the alpha in the room. Stacey falls backwards and then down onto the floor, also scared and now looking up at me. βNow then,β I say menacingly, βLetβs try something a bit different, shall we?β -
Celia Dominates You at the Office - Story 2/5
CeliaBBW posted a blog entry in Curvage Model CeliaBBW's Blog
The other day was very pleasant for me and I havenβt been able to get it out of my head. Remember? When I squashed the shit out of you in my office? God, it was exhilarating. I mean, sure, there are other, βspecimens,β I could easily find in this office building, but you were just so easy to control and dominate. I think I might have a bit of a, βcrush,β on you. Since I am an executive, I figured it might be appropriate to visit some of the different departments in the building to get to know them better. Why not start with the IT department? I went to the elevator and pressed the button for floor one, but I still have to go down a flight of stairs for the basement. I knock on the door and I can hear your voice, talking to someone else. You open the door, only to see me and a lust-filled smile. βHey there, this is the IT department, right?β Pretending not to know you. βUhh... yeah...β you are just flabbergasted. Iβm sure you didnβt expect to see me so soon. It has only been a couple of days. βWho is it?β Another voice from inside the office says. You try to answer, βOh, itβs umm...β but I squeeze my hips through the door, brushing the door frame on each side and belly bump you inside playfully, staggering you backwards. βOh! Iβm sorry about that.β I give you a subtle wink. I then turn to the other side of the room to see a thin, young woman sitting at her desk, your colleague I presume? βHello there young lady. Iβm Celia, from the top floor. I figured it would be nice of me to visit the different departments and see if you needed anything.β I say. βOh, thatβs very good of you.β Your coworker turns to you, βShe seems like a nice boss, right?β You feel very tense as you try to answer. Do you tell the truth, or play along? βUmm yeah... really nice...β I knew you didnβt have it in you. βAnyway,β I start, βThere seems to be a problem on floor 6 with a handsome mansβ computer and he asked for someone down here to look at it.β βWait!β Your coworker perks up. βA nice looking guy on 6? You mean, Kevin?β She seems very eager. βYes! Thatβs his name.β I donβt even know who sheβs talking about. She turns to you and begs to go up. βPlease? Iβve been wanting an excuse to talk to him since Iβve started here and this might be it!β How can you say no to that cute face? βWell... I could go with you...?β You say, βNonsense!β I interject, βyou donβt want to mess up her chance with Kevin right? Besides, who else would show me the ins and outs of IT without you?β βGreat!β Your coworker doesnβt seem to give it a second thought. βIβll head up now then, wish me luck!β She grabs her bag and heads out of the office. Now, itβs just the two of us. βWell... uhh... I better get going too. Lots to do actually.β You say nervously. You go over to your desk, grab your bag and turn around to the door, only to find that Iβve maneuvered myself into the door frame, completely blocking your escape. βWhy the rush?β I say softly. βDidnβt you miss me?β βPlease, Celia... My ribs are still sore from last time. I canβt survive another round...β you plead. βLetβs make one thing clear,β I lecture you, βIβm the only one who makes the rules around here. Not only do I outrank you in career, you canβt even physically stop me. Iβm both large and in charge haha!β You get a bit mad at me taunting you. You drop your bag and back up a bit, it looks like youβre gonna try to get a running start and barge into me. This ought to be interesting. You then charge and try to shoulder tackle into my belly in order to escape, you make your impact and rush into my large soft stomach, but itβs like running into a giant bouncy ball and you bounce off me. Since my hips are wedged in the door tightly and I weigh significantly more than you, I donβt budge a single inch. You bounce off of my huge frame and fall back on the floor. βHahaha!β I give out a booming laugh. βOh man, that was pretty funny. You do realize how much bigger than you I am, right? You would need three MORE of you to even have a chance to get me to move.β You sit up in some slight shock. You really thought that was going to work, which is one of the things I love about our game. You still think you have a chance to fight me off. βAlright, come over here, I need your help with something.β I say. You look a little confused but intrigued. You stand up and carefully walk over to me, still in the doorway. βI seem have gotten myself stuck, hon.β I reach my arms forward, presenting them to you. βI need you to pull me out, please...?β I asked with a cute face. You obviously donβt want to help me, but what can you do? This is literally the only way in or out so if you have a chance of escape, this is a time you HAVE to help me. You grab my hands and pull back. You are surprised though, because all of a sudden, I step forward and while keeping my eyes on you the whole time, I fall forward into you and then we both fall on the floor, with me landing on top of you with a loud thud! βHaha! Oh, I guess I didnβt actually need your help at all. My bad!β I say playfully. Since Iβm a little taller, your entire head is smothered right in between my boobs while your whole torso is enveloped by my belly, resting on the floor of either side of you. You are trying to yell and push me off, but it canβt possibly be done. βMmmm this is really nice. I always say that taking power naps during a workday can improve your productivity. What do you think? Should I lay here for a half hour or so?β I can only hear muffled screams in answer to it and feel you shaking your head within my massive cleavage. βSorry hon, but I canβt hear you. All you have to say is, βplease mistress, get your beautiful, fat ass off me,β and Iβll get up.β I jokingly say. Your muffles start to die down a bit so you can conserve your energy. Instead, you try using your legs, but that isnβt proving to be useful either since my thick thighs are trapping them as well. I lay here for another half a minute before I finally decide to roll off of you. As soon as I do, you get a large gasp of breath in and hug your midsection. I imagine I damaged it quite a bit during our fall. βMmm was that good for you, babe?β I say laying next to you and brushing your hair with my hand. βYou.... youβre crazy. Why did you pick me?β You ask. βWhy?β I say, I then move my hand down to your erection, βTHIS is why. Stop pretending that you donβt like this, hon. Although, on the other hand, I like that you have some fight in you.β You donβt know what to say and before you figure anything out I interrupt, βStill wonβt admit it, huh? Maybe you need a bigger sample?β βWait! Celia I-β itβs too late for you though, I was laying in a position where I could easily roll my belly and body back over onto you. I then move over onto the other side, steam rolling you. βHaha, just a little bit of pain. Come on, you can take it.β You want to scream out again, but I then steam roll over you in the opposite direction. I continue to roll back and forth on top of you, my belly, stretching out across your entire body every time and encasing you tightly in my fat. You extend your arms every time Iβm coming over you, but my belly is far too heavy for your weak muscles. Your arms get crumpled down under my weight and you can only feel your chest compress inward, almost feeling like a little bit further down each time. I steam roll over you about ten times before I decide itβs enough, leaving you there, panting and gasping in a high pitch for breath and relief. βOh god... that felt really good.β I bite my bottom lip while looking down at my prey. βI think itβs time I take a break though. Takes a lot of core strength to move this body back and forth like that.β You hear me saying this as if itβs a relief and break for you, but βfat,β chance of that happening. I stand up and reach down for you, you know from prior experience whatβs about to happen as you feel my arms wrap around your midsection. You try your best to fight back since your arms are free as well, but you took way too much damage to be able to try anything that could have a possibility of working. βYou know, sitting at a desk all day must be a killer on your back. What if I help you out with that with a good back crack?β I say, at which point, I increase the strength of my grip around you and the room is then filled with a combination of popping sounds and your groans of pain. Iβve lifted you up so high in a bear hug, youβre now taller than me, you try to reach for my arms to release you, but at this angle you can only slap my rolls of back fat. I feel this of course and love how desperate you are in your attempts to get out, the thought of me being so much fatter and stronger than you is just a real turn on for me. You couldnβt even bear hug me back, as Iβm too wide, but here I am, pressing you into my belly extremely tight. It would almost look like my stomach could absorb you with how much strength Iβm giving this one. As strong as I am though, I canβt hold you forever and I turn and walk with you back over to your desk, dropping you in it. You are sat at your desk with me eclipsing the light of the room over you. Iβm about to speak when all of a sudden from the hallway, βHey bud? You still here?β Itβs your coworker from earlier! Sheβll save you. You decide to try to call out for help since you donβt think you can take anymore, βHey! Iβm-β but I had to think quickly and I sit down on top of you in a hurry before she even walks into the room. Your coworker then rounds the corner, only seeing me, sitting in your chair, with you nowhere else to be found. βHey,β she says, βHowβs the tour going?β βOh, well your coworker is really something.β I say, taking a deep breath myself as I lean further back into the chair on top of you. βOh good! Well I know he and I had plans to go to lunch, but I just asked Kevin to go and he said yes! Can you give him the message?β Your coworker doesnβt suspect a thing. I find it so hot that I can just crush you while someone else is here without them even noticing. Even I hesitate to answer since Iβm so distracted, βCongrats! Iβm glad Kevin said yes. But Iβll give your colleague the message. Heβs a good one around here and Iβm sure heβs fun to work with.β βYeah, heβs a good guy, I really need him in this department so please donβt do anything to hurt him?β Your coworker says. βDonβt worry,β I wink at her, βyou can count on me!β She then leaves with a smile and wave. She seems really nice to be honest. Maybe sheβll get crushed by me one day, but not today. I then lean forward when I hear her totally gone, βYou still alive, little man?β I ask. You take your trademark deep breath in and cough a bit. I stand up, giving you some relief, but still standing right above you. βOkay, itβs time to admit it, hon.β I say. βAdmit... what...β you ask in between bated breaths. βThat me squashing and crushing you actually turns you on.β I reply. βCome on, that hard-on of yours was practically inside me while I was sitting on you.β I say with lust. βLook... I just work... in IT and want... to do my job...β you stutter your words. βWell thatβs not an answer.β I reply and then immediately fall back on you. The chair gives a louder groan than you do as I plop down and lean further back on you. My back rolls smother your face and even as you turn away for air, you can only get very little of it. I bounce a little bit too, and my fat slaps you across the face in small increments. This time, your arms are free and I feel you trying to lift me off by grabbing around my waist. I look down and you arenβt even coming halfway around my hips. You barely reach and grab the sides of my belly as I sit on you and this comparison realization makes me even hotter. I feel your hard-on still and I canβt help but rock back and forth on it a little bit. Even the small movements just feel so good to me, you begin to panic a bit while Iβm rocking and bouncing on top of you for a good two minutes. You can get air in, but just barely while my back rolls compress your face, covering your mouth and nose until I rock back forward again. After having my enjoyment, I stand up and turn down to you. βWas just as good for you as it was for me? Haha!β I taunt you. βOh god. My legs are so sore!β You complain. βYeah, well, you should have thought about that before asking to be my squash toy.β βWhat?! I never agreed! You just made me!β You retort. βHmm yeah thatβs true. Oh well haha!β I joke. βAlright, I think Iβm good for the day, except... oh!β I check my watch, βyou know, I did my 10,000 steps for the day, but I havenβt finished my flights of stairs and I only need ONE more. Hmmm...β I think looking at you. βNo... Celia... for gods sake I canβt take anymore...β βOh hush!β I snap back, βyouβll be fine. My legs are already so strong so I need some added weight when I exercise. Like it or not, youβre my added weight.β I then pick you up and drape you over my shoulder. βI mean, you donβt feel like much added weight, but youβll do, I suppose.β You want to say something, but how could you convince me? You want to fight me off, but you know you arenβt strong enough. For today, you realize that Iβve won and Iβm getting my way. Youβve given up your fight for now. βAlright, this set of stairs outside your office will do quite nicely.β I then squeeze my fat frame through the door with you on my shoulder, no easy task, but it gets done. I then begin my ascent. I stomp down on each step up and you feel every tremor and shock of recoil into my shoulder with it. It feels much more intense than the other day when I had you over my shoulder. Every step up feels like a gut punch from an amateur boxer as I get my feet pressing hard into each stair. Iβm almost afraid that Iβm going to crack the tile on the steps. Finally, we make it to the top and I say, βOkay, that wasnβt too bad. Not even out of breath. They say fat girls donβt exercise, but how else would be so good at squashing if I didnβt have any strength or stamina?β I hear you coughing a bit before saying anymore, βAlright, letβs make it even,β I juggle you up and place you on my other shoulder. βTime to go back down. I canβt imagine itβll be any easier for you, hon. Before we go, I just wanna say, thanks. I had a lovely time. Hope we do this again soon!β I then start going down, trying my hardest to stomp down with exaggerated footfalls. Since Iβm going down, my legs are traveling even further and the recoil on you from my shoulder feels like itβs increased double! Each step feels worse than the last as I also pick you up slightly with my arm and drop you back drop at the right times for maximum carrying. I can tell that you enjoy this, regardless of what you say so Iβm trying to make it the best experience I can for you. After the final step, without saying anything I drop you on the floor, give a little laugh and walk back up to get to my office. I realize I donβt have to give you any warnings about saying anything to anyone. The consequences are implied, as well as the fact that this wonβt be the last you see of me. -
Celia Dominates You at the Office - Story 1/5
CeliaBBW posted a blog entry in Curvage Model CeliaBBW's Blog
I have been thinking about you for the last few days. I wrestle a bit with the idea of bringing you up. Lest I forget, Iβm higher up in the work food chain than you. Youβre just in IT, but Iβm an executive. I saw you for the first time a couple of days ago and I knew that I had to use you for my amusement. What could be better than a skinny new boy toy for me to play with? I call down to your department and hear your voice on the other end, βHello, IT.β βYes,β I start commandingly, βThereβs an issue with my monitor. I need someone up here now.β βWell, what seems to be the nature of-β βDidnβt you hear me?β I interrupt you. βI told you to come up here now.β I donβt like that you think you have a choice. βYes Maβam! Right away!β You hung that phone up pretty quickly. I sit my oversized ass in my oversized chair until you finally arrive, you seem out of breath. βAh yes, finally. I need you to take a look at this monitor.β I say while standing up and walking over to you. I notice you staring at me, taking in my size. I walk up to you, youβre so tiny compared to me. Your head only comes up to my chin so not only do I have my weight, my height is also superior to your tiny form. Iβm probably a good 4 times your size I reckon. After you spend a few seconds staring I say, βSee anything you like?β and break you from your trance. βOh! Uhh sorry maβam.β You try to walk past me quickly, but when you get to my side, I hip check you. Its a playful bump on my end, but you being as small as you are compared to my size, lose your balance and fall to the floor. βOops! Better watch your step.β I say playfully, giving you a wink. You scramble up and head over to the desk. As you do so, I close the door to my office giving me the privacy I need for some play time. βHmm the monitor isnβt coming on at all,β you question. I walk back over to the desk while you sit down to check something under my desk. Right where I want you. βOkay,β you begin explaining. βIt looks like, oh, it looks like you unplugged your monitor? But itβs pretty much fixed now.β You then motion back up from under the desk, seeing your dream, soon to be nightmare, come true. Me, facing away from you with my ass right in front of your face while youβre still sitting in my wide chair. Right where I want you. βUhh... I think I should be-β but itβs too late, right before you finish, I drop my large ass right on top of your lap, full weight. Your arms underneath my cheeks, struggling to get free. βOh youβre so cute,β I say with a hint of lust. βThinking that you can lift me off. Do you have any idea how heavy I am compared to you? Struggle all you want.β βMaβam please!β You struggle to get the words out. βYouβre too heavy, my legs-β You get cut off by me leaning back against your chest and face. My back rolls, covering you completely, still glad I opted for the oversized chair that can still hold my weight. βYou know, if anyone walked in right now, they wouldnβt even notice you under me haha!β I giggled to myself. I raise up from the chair listening to your desperate gasp for breath. βOkay, what should we do next?β I question out loud. βPlease, just let me go. I wonβt tell anyone.β βHaha!β I give out a booming laugh. βThinking you can tell me what to do? Not only can you not physically stop me, but Iβll have you fired if you tried something so stupid. Now letβs get you up, shall we?β Itβs time for me to make this experience a little more personal. I take my shirt off, revealing my large, creamy white, hanging belly. To make things even, I take one hand and grab a good portion of your shirt collar and rip it off, both of us standing there, completely topless. Since your legs are sore, I figured I would help pick you up. Well, into a bear hug that is. βHaha! I canβt believe how light you are!β I exclaim. βPlease... canβt...β you are barely making any coherent words since my strong arms are wrapped around you, leaving your arms free, but pressed up against my fat. Iβm certain you can feel the heat emanating from my giant belly, completely pressed up against your stick thin torso, practically absorbing you into my flesh. I feel your arms trying to get their grip onto my shoulders to try and stop me, but you canβt get any leverage to do so. Then I grip you even tighter squeezing out that last bit of breath you were holding. Lifting you like this has made us the same height at least. βYou know something? There is something Iβve always wanted to try, but never had the chance until this exact moment.β I say coyly. You just stare into my menacing smile as I walk towards the wall of the office, taking my time so I can get maximum enjoyment from seeing your red face surprised with how easily I was able to transform you into my afternoon boy toy. βLetβs give this a shot.β I say as I approach the wall, I press you up against it and slowly release my grip on you from my arms, transferring it to my belly. You are able to stay in place against the wall, with my giant stomach pressing against you, wrapped around your skinny body with my fat circling you and pressing against the wall on either side. βWow! I wasnβt sure if I was able to do that! I can feel someone is loving this though. Donβt pretend that I canβt feel your hard-on pressed against my belly.β βMaβam, Iβm not going to say anything. Just let me go!β You beg me. βIβll tell you what,β I bargain, βif you can push me off of you, Iβll let you go.β Your face turns to even further surprise. Your arms are pinned down, your whole body is suspended off the floor by a few inches, only being held by my massive belly. How will you ever get free? βYou can keep struggling, I like it when they struggle.β I say with a deep sigh at the end, clearly enjoying this myself. You continue to push and writhe while your body is consumed by my fat, but itβs no use. I can feel your chest and ribs starting to bend inwards while I ever so slowly lean more and more weight into you. After a 2 minute struggle, I take a step back and you fall to your knees on the floor, coughing for breath and clutching your rib cage. βHaha, oh is somebody hurt?β I laugh at you. βYou canβt do this to me you... you cow!β You instinctively yell back, beginning to get angry. βOh I beg to differ, tiny man. Iβm so much bigger than you so I can do whatever I want. My fat body is just stronger and better than your insignificant one so I actually can do whatever I want. Here, let me prove it.β After my lecture, I lean forward and pick you up, throwing you over my fat shoulder with force so that your face hits my fat ass. βNow if I, βcanβt do this,β as you said, then why donβt you try to get free now.β I say softly. Itβs clear that my lust is growing. I just love comparing our bodies and seeing how much bigger and stronger I am than you. You begin to struggle and pound your fists on my backside, if I were a skinny girl, it would probably hurt me, but my beautiful flab gives me soft armor that your weak arms couldnβt even begin to hurt me through. βSee?β I say while you are kicking and punching. βYou canβt even break my hold on you while Iβm carrying you around. What chance do you have otherwise? In fact, why donβt I get some exercise and get some steps in?β βJesus! Youβre too strong, youβre crushing my stomach into your shoulder!β you yell again. I just laugh and continue to walk around the office with you tossed over my shoulder. Itβs almost comical how little you look over my broad shoulders and body. Every step I take with you carried, you can feel the tightness around your midsection. I exaggerate my footfalls so my shoulder digs into you further and further, Iβm sure it feels like getting multiple uppercuts to your stomach. You continue to kick and push to get some relief from me, but itβs no use. You are essentially as strong as a child is to an adult when you are in this position. Completely helpless and embarrassed that a girl could ever do this to you, but Iβm much more than any ordinary girl. I am a giantess, walking around proudly with my latest prize. βOkay, letβs try something else.β I say, and as I finish that statement, I lean forward slightly, then push upright, grab your arms and pull your upper body over my other shoulder to get you in a fireman carry. βOh my god, I can barely feel your weight now. It really does amuse me how little you weigh. I am basically four of you!β This is probably the best recreation Iβve had all week. βNow, instead of going to the gym today, maybe I can get my squats in early.β I say. I then squat down low and rise back up. Your arms and legs are starting to get tired and I notice them giving up some fight. You are just in a helpless position for me to do whatever I want to you, and treating you like my own personal squat rack is just one hobby I have in mind. ββ¦and 30! Phew, usually I squat a lot heavier so I decided to make up for the reps this time to accommodate the small weight, haha!β I toy with you. βAlright, thereβs just one more thing I need from my new favorite IT department.β I then lay your tired body onto my desk with your head on one end, stretched out fully across my elegant desk. I come around to where your head is, you look up at me completely frightened of what will happen next, as well you should be. βAlright then, I had a good time with you today, but I think we can end things here. Donβt worry, youβll survive this, but I think Iβve had my fill today. Iβll see you next time little man.β I explain, βWait, what are-β you are then immediately cut off by me lifting my belly up with my strong arms and dropping it over your head and chest. After I do this, I lean forward more, letting my belly spread over you, totally consuming more of your torso. My belly extends from your head, going all the way down past your elbows on the desk. It probably feels like your head and torso are being consumed by a giant and warm sandbag, completely encasing you as you feel as though Iβm literally absorbing you into my fat body. As I lean more weight onto you, I also hear the desk creaking from the sudden weight being applied to it. βMmmm yeah, this is nice...β I moan softly. I just love seeing your little body, squirming under my belly. Even my stomach is just too much weight to handle as I notice more of your panic setting in. Your arms are heavily pinned so you canβt push my fat off and your legs are only kicking, trying to get any leverage for you to escape, but all I have to do is stand here and lean on you. Iβm not pinning you down with any of my strong muscle, Iβm just standing here like the goddess that I am, keeping you pinned down with my flab. βThatβs right, keep struggling my slave...β I moan again, slowly rubbing my giant boobs and enjoying your whimpers and feeling you struggle against my body. Finally, your struggle dies down and I step back lifting my belly off you. You are still alive like I promised, but you are out of it for sure. A lot of oxygen was taken away by your goddess. βYou nearly passed out there, haha! Okay little man, Iβm going out for lunch now. I had a good time with you, and trust meβ¦this wonβt be the last time.β I put on my shirt, grab my purse and open the office door, still leaving you on my desk topless while you cough to breathe. Just before I walk out, I say, βOh and make sure that monitor is working by the time I come back, haha!β -
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Ivy Davenport waddles in carrying a big bag of her favorite greasy fried chicken. Her friend Onyx Kim immediately questions her choice of food, after all, isn't Ivy supposed to be on a diet? Ivy claims it's a cheat day, but Onyx continues to attempt to police Ivy's food choices. The girls squabble and Ivy tosses Onyx onto the sofa like a ragdoll. She plops down on top of Onyx squashing her. Ivy digs in and begins enjoying her meal as she sits on top of Onyx. "Now you can feel me getting fatter!" Ivy tells Onyx. Onyx tries to push Ivy off her but it's no use, Ivy's much too fat! Will Ivy ever let Onyx go free?$9.99
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Ivy Davenport gives a fan a face sitting he won't soon forget! Ivy uses her 600 plus pounds to squash, smother him as she plops her massive ass and fupa on his face repeatedly until he can no longer take it. Her gigantic 80+ inch ass is pressed full weight against his face and skull flattening him to the bed! You can tell he's enjoying every moment of pure SSBBW squashing bliss! Don't you wish it could be you?$7.99
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π₯ "SQUASHING + STUCK WITH FATVENUSBELLY" π₯ β¨ Recorded in 4K high resolution π₯ and lasting 17 minutes, this collaboration special brings together the two biggest SSBBWs in Spain, Fatvenusbelly and Immobilesoon, in a unique and unforgettable video.π In this installment, both women team up for an intense squashing session with Layla, a friend who weighs just 65 kg. Layla faces the challenge of supporting almost half a ton between the two of them, while these huge women show off all their strength and weight in an experience full of sensuality and fun. From the first crush to the moments when Layla is completely enveloped under them, every second is designed to capture the incredible size difference and power of these two monumental figures.π₯ But the show doesn't end there. After the squashing session, you'll be able to enjoy a hilarious and sensual moment where Ana and Venus try to fit their giant bodies into the bathroom of the house. Their monumental figures make the space seem tiny, from getting stuck in the doorway to the challenge of trying to fit into a small shower together. π Each attempt is filled with laughter, tension, and an epic fight that shows how impressive their sizes are and how they dominate any space they find themselves in. π₯΅ This video is a mix of sensuality and almost half a ton of curves, the fattest and most charismatic girls in Spain, together at last. If you love extreme content and love curves without limits, this video is a must for you. π π REVIEW π Swipe down and click on the stars β‘οΈ β β β β β β‘οΈ to share your thoughts. Tell us which part was your favorite: Layla's intense squashing or the hilarious struggle to fit in the bathroom? Your feedback helps us continue to create unique content that you love. Thanks for joining us for this special, and stay tuned for more unforgettable moments with my friend Fatvenusbelly β€οΈ Give her lots of support if you want future collaborations π€$12.99
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