Just as you predicted, but were hoping really hard it wouldn't happen, Sheila lowered you down and brought you around her waist. Once again you were before her breath-takingly huge booty. You heard her giggle.
"I think you earned this, that massage was really good" She said in that dangerous, sultry voice you heard before, making you gulp.
"Besides, these pillows are way better than whatever plastic thingie they have in those micro houses" She laughed a little, reminding you of Lillian, with the smug self-flattery, but unlike with her, there was no making snarky comebacks out of this one. In fact, you were at a complete loss, your body and mind nearly shut down out of sheer fear, your nervous system overwhelmed with such a panic response that you couldn't focus on anything else.
While you were in that frozen state, Sheila took your silence as agreement and by the time you could react, it was too late, you were just dangling right above her massive crack, with her white panties pulled back, and she dropped you into her humongous chasm of a buttcrack. You closed your eyes, ignoring the feeling of free falling until the two exceedingly soft and squishy round walls at your sides caught you and pinned you in place. Then, the giant wall of fabric behind you loudly snapped back in place.
At the very least, with how thorough Sheila had been with her shower, there was no trace left of her previous sweat nor smell from all of the huge farts she ripped today, but you knew that even such a good wash wasn't going to last forever. Still, at least for now, you were legitimately nice and comfy, and your surroundings lightly smelled of soap.
"There we go" She happily sighed, and clenched her cheeks a few times, feeling the very tiny indentation your body made while squished between her giant 'marshmallows'. She was convinced she was giving you a far better and more luxurious sleeping place than the little plastic house would've been, and as if to further confirm, she wiggled her hips, making her immense meaty globes jiggle and bounce into each other, such motions to you translated into what felt as if the entire world were shaking, but were somewhat used to it, or as used as someone could get.
Feeling content enough, Sheila laid stomach-first on her bed, giggling again when she felt what she thought was you digging your way deeper between her doughy cheeks, though in reality, it was simply the effect of gravity as it was her body that shifted around and changed it for you. You could feel the colossal walls around you quivering, and going by the muffled giggling you heard, she was enjoying this at your expense, but that was something you already expected.
She considered for a moment "playing" more with you, she was very tempted, and just the tickling feeling of you in her giant crack was more than enough to get her turned on and in the mood, but despite that, she was aware you'd been through a whole long, busy day with her, already having pleased her huge booty a lot throughout... so she decided you deserved a full night's rest, and in the best sleeping accommodations in the world, as a prize.
"Goodnight sweetie" She said with a confident smile before she reached for her nightstand and turned the light off, after that, she simply allowed her to rest on her soft bed, and let her own head and face sink into her pillow, easily drifting off to sleep, not because she was tired but because the massages got her way relaxed.
Despite the heavy muffling, you heard her say 'goodnight' and heard what presumably was the flicking of a light switch. The world went quiet, you could feel the faint movement that corresponded to her breathing, and with no loud noises around it was a rather peaceful setting.
'Eh, maybe she was right and this isn't such a bad sleeping spot' You thought, surprised, but also in sore need of a restful night.
Unfortunately for you, you couldn't be more wrong. With her fully relaxed and unconscious, her body was basically given absolute free reign, and it was only until now that the long, complex task it had been given, that is, to digest the massive amounts of food she consumed throughout the day, had only just about finished now, and you were going to deal with the side effects. And you were just about to find out that as huge as the farts she had let out upon you had been, she still had made a great effort on holding back, although you wouldn't have known, with how powerful those were already.
You closed your eyes and easily drifted off to sleep, but didn't get to do that for very long, loud, ominous growling coming from the depths of her crack woke you up, it sounded like an angry beast, or a monster. Your surroundings shook a little from the intensity of these vibrations alone, making you go pale.
'Oh, come on! Really?! She farted on me all day!' You mentally complained to anyone who could've been listening.
Her stomach had been bubbling up for a while, and a much greater amount of large gas bubbles had been steadily making her way farther down to her gut, merging into larger bubbles that found themselves tightly wedged into the many folds and recesses of her large intestine, but as they kept coming and merging together, these bubbles were getting larger, too large for their spots, thus, some of them moved even farther down, making their surroundings grumble and groan, making noises like those of old piping or a ship's hull at sea, but amplified thousands of times over.
The gurgling and groaning from the dark depths was already rattling your bones by itself, and that sent cold shivers down your spine. Only then you realized you probably had never experienced the very worst Sheila was truly capable of. These pulsating noises, booming with a sheer force you could not just hear but feel, only got louder, and it felt like a titanic thunderstorm was looming, even though the sounds came from below.
Despite such an ample warning, there wasn't really much you could do, you were in a pretty precarious and helpless position. The best you could try was push yourself into one of the warm squishy walls that was one of Sheila's gigantic cheeks, trying to embed you into its massive soft bulk in an attempt at shielding yourself from the coming raging winds, but there was nothing that'd spare you from their noise or smell.
As you expected soon, the titanic storm erupted, but it was on a level you couldn't even begin to imagine, an unbelievable powerful shockwave rushed past you while a thunderous roar that was beyond all notions of what loud noises were rattled your entire body hard while your soft and squishy surroundings rippled wildly as if you were in the middle of a perfect storm in the ocean. Your idea of trying to bury yourself in Sheila's blubber only partially worked, as you weren't quite hit by the massive torrent of hot winds coming from the depths below, but you still felt its sheer force hit you. Your head rang so hard that you were sure something half this loud would surely have vaporized your eardrums.
Sheila happily sighed in her sleep, feeling much needed relief with all the pressure that was building, and kept on building, up in her belly. All that food she had treated herself to throughout the day was coming back for a vengeance, what you thought was the result of it was actually just how usually gassy she got, but she often had to hold them in. The way her huge booty vibrated as the furious burst of gas escaped her enormous cheeks gave her some pleasurable tingles, and even tickled her a little, which only egged her on to let the rest loose.
With hardly any break in between, your whole world, which had been reduced to the confines of Sheila's largest pair of assets, erupted into an even more massive explosion, tremendous gas bubbles rushed their way up from the unseen depths below, being so tightly packed that these were able to part her cheeks even if for just a moment, as their sheer weight inevitably popped them, unleashing what felt like an apocalyptic cataclysm, the rattling motions of her warbling cheeks mashed you in between them, though just like countless times before, their softness prevented any physical damage to you, though you couldn't say you were unscathed, as your mind was taking quite the severe beating from sensory overload alone.
Sheila quietly moaned into her pillow while her gargantuan derriere kept on belching out increasingly longer, louder and most unfortunately for you, smellier booty blasts. Had she been awake she would've noticed that these definitely shook her entire room to some degree, as even her bed creaked under her from how savagely her butt rippled. And considering that you were about the size of a grain of sand compared to her, already a massive woman in every aspect, to say that you experienced something akin to the end of the world was heavily underselling the sheer scale of the disaster you were suffering through. It was as if there was no end to her gas, they kept blasting out one after another nonstop, and this kept going on an on itself.
'What the hell?! Even Lillian runs out of fuel after so many huge ones' You thought while trying to 'swim' in your rippling surroundings, also desperately trying to climb up as gravity and their undulating motions were making you slide down, and the absolute last thing you wanted was to get closer to the source...
"I think you earned this, that massage was really good" She said in that dangerous, sultry voice you heard before, making you gulp.
"Besides, these pillows are way better than whatever plastic thingie they have in those micro houses" She laughed a little, reminding you of Lillian, with the smug self-flattery, but unlike with her, there was no making snarky comebacks out of this one. In fact, you were at a complete loss, your body and mind nearly shut down out of sheer fear, your nervous system overwhelmed with such a panic response that you couldn't focus on anything else.
While you were in that frozen state, Sheila took your silence as agreement and by the time you could react, it was too late, you were just dangling right above her massive crack, with her white panties pulled back, and she dropped you into her humongous chasm of a buttcrack. You closed your eyes, ignoring the feeling of free falling until the two exceedingly soft and squishy round walls at your sides caught you and pinned you in place. Then, the giant wall of fabric behind you loudly snapped back in place.
At the very least, with how thorough Sheila had been with her shower, there was no trace left of her previous sweat nor smell from all of the huge farts she ripped today, but you knew that even such a good wash wasn't going to last forever. Still, at least for now, you were legitimately nice and comfy, and your surroundings lightly smelled of soap.
"There we go" She happily sighed, and clenched her cheeks a few times, feeling the very tiny indentation your body made while squished between her giant 'marshmallows'. She was convinced she was giving you a far better and more luxurious sleeping place than the little plastic house would've been, and as if to further confirm, she wiggled her hips, making her immense meaty globes jiggle and bounce into each other, such motions to you translated into what felt as if the entire world were shaking, but were somewhat used to it, or as used as someone could get.
Feeling content enough, Sheila laid stomach-first on her bed, giggling again when she felt what she thought was you digging your way deeper between her doughy cheeks, though in reality, it was simply the effect of gravity as it was her body that shifted around and changed it for you. You could feel the colossal walls around you quivering, and going by the muffled giggling you heard, she was enjoying this at your expense, but that was something you already expected.
She considered for a moment "playing" more with you, she was very tempted, and just the tickling feeling of you in her giant crack was more than enough to get her turned on and in the mood, but despite that, she was aware you'd been through a whole long, busy day with her, already having pleased her huge booty a lot throughout... so she decided you deserved a full night's rest, and in the best sleeping accommodations in the world, as a prize.
"Goodnight sweetie" She said with a confident smile before she reached for her nightstand and turned the light off, after that, she simply allowed her to rest on her soft bed, and let her own head and face sink into her pillow, easily drifting off to sleep, not because she was tired but because the massages got her way relaxed.
Despite the heavy muffling, you heard her say 'goodnight' and heard what presumably was the flicking of a light switch. The world went quiet, you could feel the faint movement that corresponded to her breathing, and with no loud noises around it was a rather peaceful setting.
'Eh, maybe she was right and this isn't such a bad sleeping spot' You thought, surprised, but also in sore need of a restful night.
Unfortunately for you, you couldn't be more wrong. With her fully relaxed and unconscious, her body was basically given absolute free reign, and it was only until now that the long, complex task it had been given, that is, to digest the massive amounts of food she consumed throughout the day, had only just about finished now, and you were going to deal with the side effects. And you were just about to find out that as huge as the farts she had let out upon you had been, she still had made a great effort on holding back, although you wouldn't have known, with how powerful those were already.
You closed your eyes and easily drifted off to sleep, but didn't get to do that for very long, loud, ominous growling coming from the depths of her crack woke you up, it sounded like an angry beast, or a monster. Your surroundings shook a little from the intensity of these vibrations alone, making you go pale.
'Oh, come on! Really?! She farted on me all day!' You mentally complained to anyone who could've been listening.
Her stomach had been bubbling up for a while, and a much greater amount of large gas bubbles had been steadily making her way farther down to her gut, merging into larger bubbles that found themselves tightly wedged into the many folds and recesses of her large intestine, but as they kept coming and merging together, these bubbles were getting larger, too large for their spots, thus, some of them moved even farther down, making their surroundings grumble and groan, making noises like those of old piping or a ship's hull at sea, but amplified thousands of times over.
The gurgling and groaning from the dark depths was already rattling your bones by itself, and that sent cold shivers down your spine. Only then you realized you probably had never experienced the very worst Sheila was truly capable of. These pulsating noises, booming with a sheer force you could not just hear but feel, only got louder, and it felt like a titanic thunderstorm was looming, even though the sounds came from below.
Despite such an ample warning, there wasn't really much you could do, you were in a pretty precarious and helpless position. The best you could try was push yourself into one of the warm squishy walls that was one of Sheila's gigantic cheeks, trying to embed you into its massive soft bulk in an attempt at shielding yourself from the coming raging winds, but there was nothing that'd spare you from their noise or smell.
As you expected soon, the titanic storm erupted, but it was on a level you couldn't even begin to imagine, an unbelievable powerful shockwave rushed past you while a thunderous roar that was beyond all notions of what loud noises were rattled your entire body hard while your soft and squishy surroundings rippled wildly as if you were in the middle of a perfect storm in the ocean. Your idea of trying to bury yourself in Sheila's blubber only partially worked, as you weren't quite hit by the massive torrent of hot winds coming from the depths below, but you still felt its sheer force hit you. Your head rang so hard that you were sure something half this loud would surely have vaporized your eardrums.
Sheila happily sighed in her sleep, feeling much needed relief with all the pressure that was building, and kept on building, up in her belly. All that food she had treated herself to throughout the day was coming back for a vengeance, what you thought was the result of it was actually just how usually gassy she got, but she often had to hold them in. The way her huge booty vibrated as the furious burst of gas escaped her enormous cheeks gave her some pleasurable tingles, and even tickled her a little, which only egged her on to let the rest loose.
With hardly any break in between, your whole world, which had been reduced to the confines of Sheila's largest pair of assets, erupted into an even more massive explosion, tremendous gas bubbles rushed their way up from the unseen depths below, being so tightly packed that these were able to part her cheeks even if for just a moment, as their sheer weight inevitably popped them, unleashing what felt like an apocalyptic cataclysm, the rattling motions of her warbling cheeks mashed you in between them, though just like countless times before, their softness prevented any physical damage to you, though you couldn't say you were unscathed, as your mind was taking quite the severe beating from sensory overload alone.
Sheila quietly moaned into her pillow while her gargantuan derriere kept on belching out increasingly longer, louder and most unfortunately for you, smellier booty blasts. Had she been awake she would've noticed that these definitely shook her entire room to some degree, as even her bed creaked under her from how savagely her butt rippled. And considering that you were about the size of a grain of sand compared to her, already a massive woman in every aspect, to say that you experienced something akin to the end of the world was heavily underselling the sheer scale of the disaster you were suffering through. It was as if there was no end to her gas, they kept blasting out one after another nonstop, and this kept going on an on itself.
'What the hell?! Even Lillian runs out of fuel after so many huge ones' You thought while trying to 'swim' in your rippling surroundings, also desperately trying to climb up as gravity and their undulating motions were making you slide down, and the absolute last thing you wanted was to get closer to the source...
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May 12, 2023
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