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Zeyra - There’s no stopping her PART 2
🕑 Added 2023-03-27 19:05:18 +0000 UTC
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Zeyra - There’s no stopping her PART 2
The inner butt cheeks radiated a thick warm sweaty stench all over his face. Levitas, did not have a clue what to do with all that ass, wider than hands could reach, taller than his eyes could see.
Zeyra grew impatient
“You tire me!… A man of great fortune, It is often that I squash the skulls princess who cower at my rump…”
FWAOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRFFFFFF
Poor Levitas eyes watered, mouth violated by the murky gas. She plunged his head deeper between her cheeks making him inhale the horrific residue of her gas. Ass sweat was oozing over his face as he almost drown trying fight back against her. His puny arms failed to make a jiggle in what seemed to be her landmass of fat.
Dropping him on his back, she tore his cloth from his body and spat a HUGE wad over his groin. From his mid thigh to his belly button were drenched in her oily saliva
Stamping her foot on his chest, almost breaking his tiny chest. Her giant barbarian vice-grip mercilessly jerked his cock, for such an unkept woman her fat blubbery hands were soft and tender. Almost lifting his entire body in each pump
Without a single pause
DHUM
DHUM
DOOOOOOOOOOMLCH!!!
She jumped on him. Levitas disappeared under her, his cries for help muffled into to her sweaty belly. Her thighs far wider than his arm laughable arm span, her butt covered both legs with ease along with the bottom half the bed.
“Do not whimper!! Hold your princess’ gut while she mounts you” Zeyra spoke down to her belly which pinned his face
Even Levitas arms wasn’t even capable of lifting her lead weight belly meat.
Zeyra started riding poor Levitas. She did not go easy. Riding him as hard as fuck. Each time she came down on him, the castle echoed the meaty thud. She was FAR too heavy for him, and she knew!
Each of her castle workers laid prayers hearing her monstrous sex. Zeyra would pummel some of the most impressive physical specimen to a blabbering pile of pulp. Let alone, Levitas’ 5ft gentle soul known for gardening and animal whispering.
Growing tired, Zeyra slowed down and belly flopped the bed. Obnoxious snoring charged up in the air.
Levitas, barely alive, face beaten black and blue by her belly drops. Nose was broken, teeth missing, eyes were red raw. Trembling in his body suffering from the constant stinging all over. His pelvis took the main beating, along with his spine. He could NOT move
Grateful to be alive,thinking about crawling out to escape her HUGE hand gripped his skull
“Betwixt my *Snore* cheeks shall you…. Ah find safety and warmth” Zeyra half asleep
SQUELCH!!
Stuffed poor Levitas up her butt face first. Poor guy was swallowed whole in the sweaty abyss. He felt a blanket or cover fly over.
Once he accepted the gut bubbling stench off her ass, the soft supple cheeks and water bed wide thighs became comfortable. Possibly the most comfortable thing he has ever slept on. As his family never made him a bed. Zeyra pinned him in position under her cheek hang. As if her body had healing powers, Levitas drifted off
BLOOOOOOOOOOAOAOAAOAOAOAOAOAOAOOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAORRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Levitas had no choice but to swallow every last piece of unruly gas that torched his mouth. He cried tears of revolt, the smell was vile, what made it worse is that she put him there to eat all her farts all night till the morning.
Morning crept up…
Levitas was already being jiggled and clopped around as Zeyra left him arm deep into her ass. Walking to breakfast feast
SQUELCH!!!
Zeyra always plopped her full weight, the worn rock chair was the only support for Levitas’ skull as she sat on him. Squirming for his life he did just enough to-
“AHH USELESS CUSHION (SLERCH) you have the strength of a Jesters’s daughter! Today… I shall train you. FEEDERS!! FEED YOUR PRINCESS!!” Zeyra placed Levitas opposite her on the table.
The guards came in holding gaint cylinders of the sludgy milk. Zeyra gulped multiple cylinders, Levitas realised that this ‘Milk’ was the cause of her life threatening bad gas. He could hear her belly bustling already.
OOOOF!!
Zeyra kicked her foot into his lap and said-
“WORSHIP YOUR PRINCESS’ FEET, THE REGAL FEET OF MANY FATAL STOMPS grow sore” Zeyra stated
Her foot was the length of his torso, clammy as whale blubber the odour made him gag. Making him think has she ever washed her feet.. or even wore shoes ever before.
She ate his succulent lamb chops and all his fruit while he rubbed her feet. Smiling the entire time, knowing he was one good squashing away from a corpse. She began toying with him, bullying him almost. Much to the entertainment of her guards. Poor guy never got any breakfast, she stuffed her scraps into his mouth forcing him to swallow them.
He did. Not like he had a choice.
Zeyra embarked to go train her skills, dragging Poor Levitas with her. Finding a grassy knoll full of vibrant flowers and wildlife they began.
“Ok… attack me with your bare hands GO!” Zeyra in stance
Levitas felt very awkward, he couldn’t even lift a barbarian sword or helmet. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes to
Zeyra’s bare ass flying down towards him
BOOOOOOOOMCLH?!!!
His body imploded under her with a yelp.
“HOH! Swift and devastating like a wild crocodile-(Hears him dying under)- hmpff-“
SLLRRCH!!
Rolling off him
“You have the strength of a worm Stomped on by feet as weighted as mine. I dec- huh?” Zeyra noticed she left not a single sign of life in her giant butt crater.
Trying her best to look over her shoulder she saw his left hand submerged in her butt.
FAWWWWWWWRFF-plorch!
Firing him from her ass like a naval cannon. He landed in a foul heap on the tree behind them. Zeyra’s farts were gross every-time she passed gas the air would be moist and warm. Levitas heard her stomach gurgling as she stomped over to him.
Even though his bones felt like mush he was able to get down, dragging himself to continue his ‘Training’
Poor Levitas was brutalised for hours, Zeyra never held back. Squashing, stomping, kicking, sparring, punching, belly flopping, throwing. His joints were popped in and out and in place so many times they became numb.
Black Bears, giant warthogs, wolf packs, leopards any animal that entered Zeyra’s training facility had its guts plastered over the trees and bushes. Levitas lay there, just watching her eat animals raw, belching mass panic back into the woods shaking trees marking her territory with saliva. Not only was she greedy, she punted the newly orphaned cubs back into the woods amused by the yelps of pain.
Walking back, Levitas was mortified seeing her swollen gut. It gurgled with life! Her cast iron stomach was digesting her wild buffet, bubbling up some god awful gas by the sound of it.
She let Levitas get mauled trying to do the same thing. Laughing him trying to comfort the traumatised animals.
“The man with the mouse voice is weaker than my imagination can conjure HOOHAHAHOHA!! -pathetic weasel you are no prince! Your domain is beneath my rump. Even then… my bounce would be your demise. My cushions of sitting fight better than you” Zeyra sat on a crumbling rock roasting poor Levitas
Ordering him around, fetching her berries and fruit to soothe her gut.
Until he saw a… what looked like a maiden, dreamy alluring curls blowing in the wind riding strong tanned horse bulging with healthy muscles
*GRAB*
As if reality crushed Levitas’ daydream, the woman was now being squeezed in Zeyra’s grip. Plucked from her horse. Hanging in mid air dangling.
“WHO GOES THERE KNOWING THIS IS BARBARIAN LAND? STATE YOUR TITLE OR PERISH UNDER MY BEHIND OF NEVER-ENDING GROWTH!” Zeyra’s shook the trees with her LOUD demands
“I am none but a humble sorcerer, Princess Zeyra of The Barbarians. I travel from far to-wooaaa!!” The sorcer’s dainty voice screeched by
Zeyra held the girl above her head, as if she was about to eat the poor girl.
“I shall grant you powers!! HAVE MERCYYY!” The sorcerer’s begging halted Zeyra
Zeyra grew angry having her wishes deemed impossible. Accusing the sorcerer of a hoax for survival.
“W-WAITT!!! Im a sorcerer of less experience I only know of the shapeshifter spell, all you must do is ingest the- “
UMMMMPL!
Zeyra paused having the girl flounder hanging from her mouth. Yanking her out, and demanding
“State your magic uses to me or join the blubber of my rear..” Zeyra squeezed her words into her neck
“(Choking) My princess, Ingest this orb, all those who disobey your commands while looking you in the eyes shall shape-shift into what you speak of-“ The sorcerer explained
Zeyra wasn’t entirely impressed and proceeded to lift the sorcerer up to her mouth again
“MERCY MERCY!! THERE IS ANOTHER!! The purple orb grants you a growing stature which matches the amount of food you eat-AAHHHHH”
OOOOOOLMP
Zeyra’s tongue bullied the poor sorcerer before her fat lips chomped her down to silence. Levitas watched as Zeyra grabbed the two orbs and ate them. He picked up a talisman that read-
“The talisman of Glutton, grants the wearer speedy digestion BEWARE gaseous emissions grow exponentially in power”
Levitas wanted to destroy it, but Zeyra loved the look of it and placed on her neck, without a clue of it magical effects.
Zeyra ran after the traumatised horse, having its owner chomped before it eyes it went haywire running away through the dense forest. Levitas watched Zeyra mow down tree after tree giving chase, the strongest of oaks stood no chance of stopping her. Anything she stomped on, tortoises, logs, even some rocks stood no chance of surviving her rampage
Levitas did well not to have a falling tree bring upon his demise as he gave chase to keep up with Zeyra. Who was surprisingly fast for her a woman of her girth
Running through small towns chasing this horse, Zeyra trampled over people, Donkeys, any unsuspecting soul that wasn’t paying attention was utterly blasted to smithereens. Either taking a face full of rock hard belly meat, or going face to face with her thighs as she was 8ft plus tall. The medical people in the local area were stressed out.
Sadly for the poor horse… it ran into a dead end. Poor thing was running in circles as Zeyra captured it
Levitas was almost miles behind watching from a distance, running as fast as he could.
The poor horse neighed in utter pain as Zeyra stood over it. Without even placing any weight down, it was already bucking and neighing. Being squashed between her calves and thighs, the animals being digested in her her gut was the all the mass in her gut, bearing down on the horse’s neck scaring it even more.
Out of breath…
Levitas begged her to dismount, the poor horses’ legs were shaking, collapsing at any second. Zeyra didn’t give a damn about the horse, massaging her aching belly. She was amazed at how well the talisman she wore was working. The animals in her belly were converted to bulk in her butt and thighs in mere moments. Making her heavier by the second
“Oh please I beg your mercy on this here steed My Princess-“
BWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORP
Zeyra belched panic into the horse, as it echoed with foul aroma around the forest.
“I pass wind that lifts you off your feet. Man with the mouse voice your love for animals will get crushed betwixt my cheeks of blubber. Foolish man HAHAHOAH” Zeyra smiled as she began to plop her weight up and down.
Wiping burp juice of his face, he turned to look at the trees in deep thought.
*SNAG*
Zeyra swiftly dismounted, grabbing Levitas
“Aahhhh your princess grows tired of standing on her feet. I require you to serve as a seat!” Zeyra barking at him
Levitas froze in denial before
*POOOF!!*
The horse freaked out!
Levitas had been shape-shifted into a LARGE wooden chair with arms. Heavily resembling Levitas’ body tone and clothing design. His face lay at the seat of the chair, arms and legs served as legs.
His begging for mercy bounced off her butt as Zeyra turned around. An ass so big it resembled being under a cliff how much shadow it created.
BWELCH?!!!!
“Ahhhhhhhh good catch!! (Zeyra’s ass filled the entire Levitas seat, butt meat squeezed out the sides meaning Levitas’ arms were being bent out of place) Continue to cower under me and I shall give you matters to beg for mercy. Man with the-HGOOOF“
BWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFDDDD
Her toes curled with relief, leaning back her full weight. His cries became creaks under her huge butt, soon to be crushed failing to hold her as a chair. Poor Levitas’ face was violated by hot raunchy gas. So powerful it beasted through his gag reflex. Proud of her giant fart-
“Ahhhhh gratitude as you take my wind away like the breeze of the mountains, (PLORCH!) Hold your princess up! Do not cower beneath her girth.
(Whimpers turned desperate cries as her butt plop made him squeal in agony)
Choices become lessons for you…
BLOOOORF
BWAAAAAAUGHHFF
HYOOOOORRDDDFFF
Aaaaahhh…. Inhale my prince… suffer the foul stench. Bask in it. Love it. (BRRRRUUUUUUUUUOOOOFFFGHFFF) hohoho… ahhh…You have little choice”
Poor Levitas mouth was pumped with her gas. Every squeal, every creak, every attempt to speak. Zeyra just gave the poor soul more and more punishment.
…Hours passed…
Zeyra finally got off and Levitas changed back to his normal self
Looking up. He quivered.
SLRCH! *Grab*
Zeyra picked him up like a forgotten sweater, dunking him in the river to clean him.
Zeyra whistled at the sky. It seemed to echo throughout the stratosphere.
On command her IRON chariot pulled by 6 beastly Oxen pulled up. Levitas was gobsmacked at the size and strength of the Oxen. They’re faced looked primed and ready for war, no way near the normal docile mammals.
“I Tire of walking board my transport, my loyal Oxen bear the strength of many men, Barbarian men. BOARD!” Zeyra belly bounced Levitas onto the chariot
The well manufactured Chariot, the shelter overhead bear hanging meat. The leather seat has two giant groves in them, Levitas knew this was Zeyra’s seat…. but it was too late as her shadow loomed as the chariot rocked for dear life.
She bent over bearing her heavy breasts down on him as she whispered, grabbing a fist full of his hair he arched up straight in pain. Whining as his hands failed to affect her vicegrip
“You are now a seat cushion, puffy enough to hold my heavy buttocks…” Zeyra fat lips into his ear
“?!!! No-NO-WAI- (*POOF*)….”
Zeyra threw the Levitas pillow on the seat and
BWEELCH!!!
Did not hold back butt jumping full weight onto the seat. Filling the entire thing, like snug baseball gloves cupping each cheek. She continued to plop and butt jump on the seat, not comfortable..
“BAH!! WHOEVER USED MY CHARIOT LAST WILL FACE BEING CRUSHED TONIGHT!!” Zeyra Exclaimed throughout the forest
She thought someone had tampered with her chariot seat… in reality her butt had OUT GROWN the giant seat. Spilling out the sides barely even holding her cheek.
SLERCH…
Zeyra got up off the seat, poor Levitas was in excruciating pain. His fabric was drenched in her ass sweat. He wondered what Zeyra was thinking… opening his eyes to…
ZEYRA’s BUTT!!
Flying back at gust speed
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMLCH!!
“Ahhh… much better!… ONWARD!! MY OXEN OF GREATNESS” Zeyra commanded her Oxen as they slowly lugged up to speed
Zeyra had butt slammed the seat. Forcing it to cater to her growing ass. Hammering two giant butt cheek indents the back of the chariot. Even her hips deformed the damn chariot, making it even wider!
The chariot stretched wider than most paths, with spin spikes attached. They hadn’t been cleaned stained with blood and reminisce of brutality.
Poor Levitas was going through hell. Whether it was was her constant butt bouncing on him or the beastly gas that the bouncing triggered. Her sweaty ass was pumping the poor guy with constant farts, the heat made her sweat, which he then had to swallow or suffocate under her. Zeyra sat full weight, nonchalant.
….
SLORSH!!!
Hours later Levitas was yanked from between her butt cheeks… eyes stinging from the sudden light
…Levitas could see the destruction Zeyra had caused riding past small minor towns, more corpses in butt craters than there were people still walking around. She was devouring a lamp chop, sucking and slobbering the poor meat as if she was starving for weeks. She bit THROUGH the bone with a mighty crunch, Zeyra was fully aware of her talisman powered digestion now that she wasn’t staying full for long at all.
Approaching a familiar setting
“My dear Zeyra… this is… MY HOMETOWN!! My home…” Levitas kisses her flesh
“Silence! Pathetic seat! We are having… Dinner with your family tonight. Sampling their hospitality. ” Smiled Zeyra
She stomped the puny town guards without paying much attention. Thinking they were kids playing make-believe something.
The people of Levitas’ village were very dainty in stature meaning they couldn’t make their houses from stone like the barbarians could. Meaning
“HOOAHHAHOHA only delicious beaver inhabit wood (BOING) My rump becomes a battle ram of fun here-“
FRRROOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFGGGHH
Zeyra was butt bouncing houses flying into the air only the crash and break into to pieces. The tiny people crushed under the rubble. Her inhumane gas combusted houses to the ground, burning with fumes of horrible gas as she laughed at their screams of torture. This was a just a casual walk down the village road and even her footsteps shook houses to the ground, older people of the village who couldn’t run
DWOOOOOOORLCH!!
Were stomped to pulp
As Zeyra continued to Levitas’ family castle. Guards rang alarms like they under attack from a T-rex! Let alone a hungry woman. Either way they had their heads kicked off unable to stop Zeyra from moving forward
The castle shook with each oncoming footstep.
BAOOOOOOMMMM!!
Zeyra ploughed straight through the front door, her hips the width of the entire walkway. Meaning her butt bounced of the walls.
Pictures, family portraits, plants and pieces of art were either busted to pieces or swamped with gassy ass sweat as she walked through
However as they walked in…
Levitas’ family were laughing and joking as if nothing had happened. The only difference Levitas saw was his chair being used as a foot stool by his mom. They didn’t seem to be mourning his departure in any way.
Zeyra’s footsteps sending cracks under the table soon changed the vibe. They all fell silent, as if Zeyra was their new Queen.
Pulling her up and chair, four servants lugged out their biggest most sturdy oak wooden chair.
BOOOOOMLCH!!!
“HOHAHA pathetic craftsmen ship, I made better chairs in the womb of my mother HAHA!”
Zeyra’s butt dropped straight through the chair, she could feel the cold wet soil, her butt had punched DEEP into the ground. The four helpers… buried deep into the earth. Not even an “OUCH” only a fresh serviette blew in the wind.
The table BARELY withstood the weight of her gut as dinner was served.
“You feeed me like new born squirrel!! BRING ME SUITABLE SUSTENANCE OR BE TURNED TO 100lbs LAMB CHOPS! FOOLISH IMBECILES!!” Zeyra’s regal voice became aggressive
Levitas was fed like he was never fed before in his life. Appreciating every morsel pinching himself with happiness. Until
“FOUL ILL-MANNERED OGRE!! LEAVE OUR CASTLE AT ONCE- *POOF*”
“HAG OF THE OVEREATERS YOU SHALL LEAVE US -*POOF*”
Levitas’ brother and sister failed to bring Zeyra food, so the magic spell from the sorcerer in the forest activated and made them into-
“Mmmmm Lamb choooops…”
Zeyra guzzled the first hefty chop down instantly. The second she used her teeth and enjoyed the second. The family couldn’t believe their eyes!!
Soon they all ran and got her food. Even though she laughed at their tiny steaks and veggies she ate them all like tiny gummies.
They were dodging Levitas, eye contact. Sitting their quivering in total fear of Zeyra.
“Ahhhhhhh, We shall stay the night and leave for more training at the crack of dawn my prince. FETCH ME THE BIGGEST BED, TINY PEOPLE OF WEAK HOUSES!! I GROW TIRED…” Zeyra shook the building with her yelling.
Levitas for the first time in his life felt respected and heard in his own domain. Even though Zeyra’s belly gurgled louder than a pack growling wolves, full of heinous gas worst than his imagination could fathom. Even she was in pain from such a large amount of bustling gas in her gut.
“Man with the mouse voice! Your Princess’ gut is a caged beast. I can feel a wrath of death ridden bowel wind, will be the end of your people here. I choose to be noble and elect you to withstand the gasseos build up… so your people may continue their livelihood…” Zeyra’s belly meat was jerking in her hands.
Vibrating the ground. Levitas gulped as she smiled at him. Dragging him away, he bounced off her butt as she dangled him like an action figure.
“I can’t withhold it… a moment… Ahh Longer
OPEN YOUR MOUTH!”
Could be Continued?
