No Mercy For Cheri
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 34
by
copier
· original author:
allyboy1351997
You make out the sound of Cheri groaning in pain as Daphne’s full weight settles down on her, but you are distracted by the horrible, sweaty flesh surrounding you jolting into movement as Daphne starts the car. The vibrations cause the breasts on either side of you to wobble and vibrate, as does her stomach beneath you. It’s like being sandwiched between two sweaty waterbeds, it makes you queasy, and the car hasn’t even started moving yet.
“You know, shitstain,” Daphne looks down at you, submerged in her sea of breast flesh, with a grin. “Having your momma as my cushion reminds me of when you were a good fit to be a cushion instead of butt floss, it’s getting me all nostalgic.”
Daphne’s wistful smile immediately shifted to annoyance as Cheri spoke up.
“H-hey uhh, Daphne... coul-could you do me a favour and lighten up on me a bit please? This isn’t as hot as I thought it would be, it-it’s actually pretty painful. As hot as you are, you’re... pretty heavy.”
Your heart drops as you hear Cheri plead with Daphne, knowing that’s exactly what the fat bitch wants, and Cheri’s willingness to go along with Daphne’s perverted desires would probably have saved her from worse treatment from Daphne, out of sheer boredom more than anything else.
Your concern must be plain to see, because Daphne’s face twists into a massive grin.
“Oh sorry Cheri, am I too heavy for you?” Daphne punctuates her words by grinding her giant ass into the seat beneath her, eliciting a groan of pain from Cheri. She was addressing Cheri with her words, but her gaze never leaves you as she tortures her. Daphne knows she’s found yet another way to torture you, and she’d be able to abuse Cheri to boot, making even better for her. “Well that’s too bad, you’re pretty comfy and as you get smaller I’ll just feel heavier and heavier to you, so you better get used to it because I got plenty of ways for you to go underneath me.”
You hear a small whimper emerge from beneath Daphne as Cheri backs down from Daphne’s forceful reminder of her situation, but it was drowned out by the rumbling that you thought was coming from the car, but as it grew louder and seemed to be coming from right beneath you, you realised it is coming from Daphne’s bloated belly. Either Daphne is getting hungry, or Cheri’s situation is about to get even worse.
“I’ll give you a little taste of what else you’ll have to get used to Cher,” grinning down at you as she does so, Daphne leans forward and before Cheri can even comprehend what is happening, releases a long, trumpeting fart point blank on her. Even after only losing around a foot of her height, Cheri is still so small in comparison to Daphne that her chin was almost brushing the top of Daphne’s ass cheeks, so she is almost at ground zero of the ten second blast.
The air inside the car becomes muggy and hot, and having been shoved into Daphne’s ass when she released one of those in the past, you know that it is probably one hundred times worse for Cheri.
“Ahh, that’s better. Breathe it in Cheri, you’ll have to get used to it because you’ll be breathing in a lot of those when you’re with me,” Daphne cackled at Cheri coughing and gagging. Daphne’s face suddenly hardens and her tone turns serious. “But I swear if you puke on me there will be hell to pay, so hold that shit in.”
With that Daphne slid her ass back and leans her back against the back rest, completely muffling Cheri’s protests as she is buried in back fat, and put the car into motion. As she drives she occasionally glances down at you and chuckles at your helpless position, completely immobilised by her boobs alone, the motion of the car actually causing you to slide down further to the point where you are basically sitting down on Daphne’s gut, flanked by her breasts on either side of you. The only way you can keep your face from being completely consumed by the soft, squishy breast flesh is to tilt your head to face straight up, forcing you to look your tormentor in the face the whole time.
Her guts constant rumbling hasn’t stopped since she unleashed her monster fart on your mom. Making you think that you had been right on both counts earlier, she is hungry, no mistaking it.
Almost as if she read your mind, Daphne speaks as soon as the thought enters your head.
“God I’m starved, think I’ll swing by that new taco place, Taco Town, they’ve got a drive-thru so I can keep Cheri right where she is while I eat, gotta fill up the tank so I can break your momma in, right lover,” she said as she looked down at you and her eyes narrow, whispering so that Cheri can’t hear her. “Soon enough I’ll have two tiny little toys, and who knows, maybe your ma will get small enough for me to eat first, that way our fun doesn’t have to end so soon.”
She cackles as your face goes even paler at the prospect of watching this cannibalistic land whale eat your mom so she could keep up your torture.
It doesn’t take long for the car to arrive at the drive through of Taco Town, it’s very quiet, owed to the fact that it is the middle of a week day and most people are at work, but Daphne is not most people.
Rolling up to the orders window, Daphne quickly presses her breasts together with her upper arms, causing them to surge upwards and cover your face, fully entombing you in between her sweaty canyon of cleavage.
Daphne rolls down her window to reveal herself to the bored looking eighteen year old working the drive-thru, who wrinkles his nose at the sight of this poorly dressed, massively obese woman in the drivers seat. What he can’t see is that the poorly dressed, massively obese woman had two victims of a relatively unknown shrinking disease pinned under her corpulent frame.
“Take a picture kid, it’ll last longer,” Daphne growls at the teen, who immediately looks terrified of the older woman. Staring at him for a few more seconds, he actually kind of reminds Daphne of you. “If you’re done staring, then I’ll have 3 of your super sized burrito meals, but I want you to take the 3 burritos and chain them together, human centipede style. Oh and put extra cheese on all of them.”
The teen crinkles his nose in disgust at Daphne’s order, but types it all into his computer, along with the special request.
As she pulls away from the window, Daphne looks down towards her cleavage, smirking when she can’t even see the top of your head.
“God, I hope this shrinking disease thing doesn’t go away, I think you’ve changed me. I can’t go back to regular sex or toys after you’re gone. Plus less little shrimp dicked twerps like that little worker back there running around can only be a good thing, little assholes like that don’t deserve to be taking up jobs that I have to come into contact with at least, he’d do a much better job taking up space in my gut. Yep, this shrinking thing will just separate the weak from people like me, who will get to use and abuse them as we please!”
You want to point out the flaw in Daphne’s logic, that she is most likely in no way immune to the shrinking disease, but as you go to open your mouth it is immediately filled with flabby titflesh. It would be a beautiful bit of irony if Daphne caught the shrinking disease, although knowing your luck she’d get the opposite and start growing instead of shrinking.
You shuddered and shook the thought of a fifty foot tall Daphne from your mind.
Daphne drives along to the next window and eagerly awaits her feast. It takes around ten minutes for it to be prepared, during which time a small line of cars builds up behind Daphne.
By this point you have managed to work you face upwards from underneath the blubber surrounding you, now able to breathe air that isn’t filtered through Daphne’s sweaty mounds. Your gasping breaths as your face emerged gave Daphne a good chuckle.
Finally the service window opens and and almost foot long, paper-wrapped burrito is fed through the window into Daphne’s eager awaiting arms. It completely covers your face, the grease-soaked paper smearing over your face, as she gently slides it over herself and onto the passenger seat. The monster burrito is followed by three sets of extra large fries, extra large nachos and a two litre bottle of soda.
“I can’t fucking wait to eat all of this, I’m just gonna eat in the car park, fuck waiting till I get home.”
As Daphne manoeuvred her car over to a parking space, you shudder at the thought of your front row seat you are about to have of Daphne gorging herself.
As Daphne settles in for her meal, she coos as she feels a familiar sensation, the sensation of...
1) Something getting smaller between her breasts. You’re shrinking!
2) Something getting smaller underneath her ass. Cheri is shrinking!
3) A build up of gas, which she swiftly releases onto the new slave beneath her before beginning her feast.
“You know, shitstain,” Daphne looks down at you, submerged in her sea of breast flesh, with a grin. “Having your momma as my cushion reminds me of when you were a good fit to be a cushion instead of butt floss, it’s getting me all nostalgic.”
Daphne’s wistful smile immediately shifted to annoyance as Cheri spoke up.
“H-hey uhh, Daphne... coul-could you do me a favour and lighten up on me a bit please? This isn’t as hot as I thought it would be, it-it’s actually pretty painful. As hot as you are, you’re... pretty heavy.”
Your heart drops as you hear Cheri plead with Daphne, knowing that’s exactly what the fat bitch wants, and Cheri’s willingness to go along with Daphne’s perverted desires would probably have saved her from worse treatment from Daphne, out of sheer boredom more than anything else.
Your concern must be plain to see, because Daphne’s face twists into a massive grin.
“Oh sorry Cheri, am I too heavy for you?” Daphne punctuates her words by grinding her giant ass into the seat beneath her, eliciting a groan of pain from Cheri. She was addressing Cheri with her words, but her gaze never leaves you as she tortures her. Daphne knows she’s found yet another way to torture you, and she’d be able to abuse Cheri to boot, making even better for her. “Well that’s too bad, you’re pretty comfy and as you get smaller I’ll just feel heavier and heavier to you, so you better get used to it because I got plenty of ways for you to go underneath me.”
You hear a small whimper emerge from beneath Daphne as Cheri backs down from Daphne’s forceful reminder of her situation, but it was drowned out by the rumbling that you thought was coming from the car, but as it grew louder and seemed to be coming from right beneath you, you realised it is coming from Daphne’s bloated belly. Either Daphne is getting hungry, or Cheri’s situation is about to get even worse.
“I’ll give you a little taste of what else you’ll have to get used to Cher,” grinning down at you as she does so, Daphne leans forward and before Cheri can even comprehend what is happening, releases a long, trumpeting fart point blank on her. Even after only losing around a foot of her height, Cheri is still so small in comparison to Daphne that her chin was almost brushing the top of Daphne’s ass cheeks, so she is almost at ground zero of the ten second blast.
The air inside the car becomes muggy and hot, and having been shoved into Daphne’s ass when she released one of those in the past, you know that it is probably one hundred times worse for Cheri.
“Ahh, that’s better. Breathe it in Cheri, you’ll have to get used to it because you’ll be breathing in a lot of those when you’re with me,” Daphne cackled at Cheri coughing and gagging. Daphne’s face suddenly hardens and her tone turns serious. “But I swear if you puke on me there will be hell to pay, so hold that shit in.”
With that Daphne slid her ass back and leans her back against the back rest, completely muffling Cheri’s protests as she is buried in back fat, and put the car into motion. As she drives she occasionally glances down at you and chuckles at your helpless position, completely immobilised by her boobs alone, the motion of the car actually causing you to slide down further to the point where you are basically sitting down on Daphne’s gut, flanked by her breasts on either side of you. The only way you can keep your face from being completely consumed by the soft, squishy breast flesh is to tilt your head to face straight up, forcing you to look your tormentor in the face the whole time.
Her guts constant rumbling hasn’t stopped since she unleashed her monster fart on your mom. Making you think that you had been right on both counts earlier, she is hungry, no mistaking it.
Almost as if she read your mind, Daphne speaks as soon as the thought enters your head.
“God I’m starved, think I’ll swing by that new taco place, Taco Town, they’ve got a drive-thru so I can keep Cheri right where she is while I eat, gotta fill up the tank so I can break your momma in, right lover,” she said as she looked down at you and her eyes narrow, whispering so that Cheri can’t hear her. “Soon enough I’ll have two tiny little toys, and who knows, maybe your ma will get small enough for me to eat first, that way our fun doesn’t have to end so soon.”
She cackles as your face goes even paler at the prospect of watching this cannibalistic land whale eat your mom so she could keep up your torture.
It doesn’t take long for the car to arrive at the drive through of Taco Town, it’s very quiet, owed to the fact that it is the middle of a week day and most people are at work, but Daphne is not most people.
Rolling up to the orders window, Daphne quickly presses her breasts together with her upper arms, causing them to surge upwards and cover your face, fully entombing you in between her sweaty canyon of cleavage.
Daphne rolls down her window to reveal herself to the bored looking eighteen year old working the drive-thru, who wrinkles his nose at the sight of this poorly dressed, massively obese woman in the drivers seat. What he can’t see is that the poorly dressed, massively obese woman had two victims of a relatively unknown shrinking disease pinned under her corpulent frame.
“Take a picture kid, it’ll last longer,” Daphne growls at the teen, who immediately looks terrified of the older woman. Staring at him for a few more seconds, he actually kind of reminds Daphne of you. “If you’re done staring, then I’ll have 3 of your super sized burrito meals, but I want you to take the 3 burritos and chain them together, human centipede style. Oh and put extra cheese on all of them.”
The teen crinkles his nose in disgust at Daphne’s order, but types it all into his computer, along with the special request.
As she pulls away from the window, Daphne looks down towards her cleavage, smirking when she can’t even see the top of your head.
“God, I hope this shrinking disease thing doesn’t go away, I think you’ve changed me. I can’t go back to regular sex or toys after you’re gone. Plus less little shrimp dicked twerps like that little worker back there running around can only be a good thing, little assholes like that don’t deserve to be taking up jobs that I have to come into contact with at least, he’d do a much better job taking up space in my gut. Yep, this shrinking thing will just separate the weak from people like me, who will get to use and abuse them as we please!”
You want to point out the flaw in Daphne’s logic, that she is most likely in no way immune to the shrinking disease, but as you go to open your mouth it is immediately filled with flabby titflesh. It would be a beautiful bit of irony if Daphne caught the shrinking disease, although knowing your luck she’d get the opposite and start growing instead of shrinking.
You shuddered and shook the thought of a fifty foot tall Daphne from your mind.
Daphne drives along to the next window and eagerly awaits her feast. It takes around ten minutes for it to be prepared, during which time a small line of cars builds up behind Daphne.
By this point you have managed to work you face upwards from underneath the blubber surrounding you, now able to breathe air that isn’t filtered through Daphne’s sweaty mounds. Your gasping breaths as your face emerged gave Daphne a good chuckle.
Finally the service window opens and and almost foot long, paper-wrapped burrito is fed through the window into Daphne’s eager awaiting arms. It completely covers your face, the grease-soaked paper smearing over your face, as she gently slides it over herself and onto the passenger seat. The monster burrito is followed by three sets of extra large fries, extra large nachos and a two litre bottle of soda.
“I can’t fucking wait to eat all of this, I’m just gonna eat in the car park, fuck waiting till I get home.”
As Daphne manoeuvred her car over to a parking space, you shudder at the thought of your front row seat you are about to have of Daphne gorging herself.
As Daphne settles in for her meal, she coos as she feels a familiar sensation, the sensation of...
1) Something getting smaller between her breasts. You’re shrinking!
2) Something getting smaller underneath her ass. Cheri is shrinking!
3) A build up of gas, which she swiftly releases onto the new slave beneath her before beginning her feast.
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