Braps and Belches
by AnomalousSlubatomous

Part 1: Transition of Power

The sun was setting on the city of Syracuse, NY as the fall season began and the leaves started to fall. This time of year was always magical, yet depressing, as it made life for the lesser capable harder. The changing seasons meant cold, and sometimes brutal winters, forcing the homeless and needy into train stations and sometimes forcing them into dire situations. This situation however, was not one of them.

Andrew, a single young man is driving home from the bank, deciding to stop by the local grocery store to pick up dinner. After parking, he began walking through the parking lot toward the store. Andrew's eyes quickly fixated on a large woman sitting near the entrance. Her clothes are kept, but her pants are slightly ripped, and it's clear by her physical condition that she is not in a great position. She is wearing a puffy jacket and a pair of black leggings, and it's clear that neither is built for her easily 300lbs (136kg) frame. She is sitting with her legs outstretched, looking off toward the parking lot.

Andrew made his way to the door, trying to generally avert his eyes from the woman. “Hey baby, would you mind giving me some help?” The woman spoke softly but straight. Andrew stopped in his tracks before turning to face her. She must've fallen into that position. Andrew's moral compass restrained him from refusing to help, and he began pulling her up. It was a challenge due to Andrew's smaller height and frame, but he managed. Now standing, it was clear the woman towered over Andrew, as she was easily 6’1” (185cm) if not taller. “Thanks baby, I knew you had it in you, surely i can do something in return” the woman said with a sly, slightly intoxicated appearing grin. Andrew backed up, as the distance between them was almost nothing, and he could feel heat radiating off of her. “Ill be alright, thank you though, I hope you have a great night!” Andrew spoke back at her sheepishly. “Oh baby, I do insist, such a nice boy like yourself deserves something nice” said the woman with a stricter tone. She pulled him in for a hug, and he was quickly consumed into her jacket covered, large breasts. His feet came off the ground and his head was trapped in place as she squeezed him tightly. It was only for a brief moment, before she put him down.

Andrew stood there a little frozen, quickly catching his breath. Without a second thought or another word he quickly turned and walked into the store. The woman did not follow, although she did watch him leave. Relieved that the encounter was over, Andrew could continue on his mission. There wasn't much he wanted, but was set on getting a family sized bag of doritios, a 2 liter coke and some popcorn. Having friends over was a commonality so when he bought snacks it was mostly for expected company. Being small, he didn't need to eat much regardless.

Having gathered all he needed, he began leaving the store, walking out of the same door he entered in. The only difference was that the woman was nowhere to be seen. Not spending much time thinking about it, he B-lined for his car, a new clean 2026 Hyundai Palisade. A new car he was just gifted a new car by his father, a wealthy philanthropist who lives in New York City named Dan Myckwocodics.

As he approached, he could feel something off. His car was alone in the parking lot, it was eerily quiet out. He rushed to the car door, unlocking his car and opening it quickly. Placing the bags inside before stepping his foot in, he feels a looming presence behind him. “Hello sugar” he heard from a female voice behind him. He steps back startled, and finds his back pressed into a soft mass. He looks up to see the woman from before standing behind him, she must’ve been waiting for him to return.

“How about giving me a ride sweetheart?” The woman said. Andrew paused briefly, before speaking, “Ummm… I don't think I can, I should really be getting home, I'm sorry”. “Oh hunny, surely you can give me just a little ride up the road..” she responded back more sternly. “I'm sorry ma'am, I really must be going” Andrew spoke back sheepishly. “Hmmm, I really wish you wouldn't have said that honey” said the woman back sadly. Within an instant, she raised her arm to his neck and tased him. He fell to the floor shocked (literally), and looked up at his attacker. She kneels down over top of him, crushing him slightly, before planting the taser against his neck again. This time tasing him till he's out of breath and crippled on the floor. She picks him up, which doesn't take much effort, and places him on the bench seats of his spacious car. His head is placed on the driver seat with his body laying across the other seat.

Andrew tries catching his breath, twitching often, trying to regain control of his body, but it wouldn't be enough. Within a few moments, he could see her large frame fill up the doorway, before she would swing herself inside. Her looming, large, warm, and damp presence immediately filled his vision, before she would sit her full weight onto his face. Her large body takes no time in filling in all of the empty cracks around him, consuming his entire upper body under her. He is completely compressed, every little squirm or plea for air is met with barely any budging from the woman atop him. She starts the vehicle, and sees that his address is already inputted into the GPS. She begins to drive.

Much to Andrews dismay, he can barely breath from between her ass and the seat with his face wedged awkwardly between the back of the seat and her ass. His struggling breathing is only further worsened by the humid unclean air he's forced to breathe. His body is only visible on the passenger seat, as he tries to kick his legs in protest of the kidnapping. She bounces with every bump in the road, and can feel her swerving and driving erratically on the way home. With every bounce, he feels his body getting consumed deeper and deeper, her crushing unsympathetic weight gradually flattening him.

“Shit shit, what did I even do?” the woman mutters to herself grogily. Police sirens quickly follow behind the car, and she begins slowing down. The car comes to a stop along a highway. After only a brief pause to think, the woman quickly places the bags of groceries on top of his legs, accompanying a heavy backpack she found in front of the passenger seat. It was full of college textbooks and supplies, clearly belonging to Andrew. “Maam? Have you been drinking tonight? You're all over the road!” shouted the officer standing outside the vehicle. “Oh no officer, I'm really sorry, just went to pick something up quickly and thought it wouldn't be an issue, my house is just over there, I promise I wont go driving any more like this honey” The woman said softly and sadly. Andrew hears the officer and immediately starts screaming into her ass. His muffled cries for help are nothing but small hums, and all of his motion is in vain as all it does is wedge himself in deeper. His face hits a point of no return and he can no longer even shift the slightest amount. He can feel her asshole through her pants, its damp heat radiating and puckering his face. He can feel her pushing, followed by a small hot gust of air. It is completely silent and forced out against his face. Andrew starts to panic, screaming with all of his might and moving as much as possible, but it is barely anything. The smell is earthy, unkept, and the moisture of her pants are concerning. Borderline drowning, Andrew's vision begins to fade. “Hmmm… well alright dear, be careful getting home and no more driving today!” the officer said sympathetically before turning to return to his vehicle.

The woman wastes no time before taking off toward the house, which luckily wasn't very far. She pulls into the driveway and stands up, dragging Andrews unconscious face up with her for a few seconds before falling ungracefully back onto the seat. She steps out of the car, leaning it to one side under her weight, before turning to look at Andrew, slowly coming back to consciousness. She picks him up and starts walking toward the house, unlocking it and tossing him into the doorway.

“Wow, this is nice! How did a young man like yourself get something so big sugar?” asked the woman. “My dads in finance and I'm just starting college, this is a temporary place till I'm done” responded Andrew, annoyed and groggily as he started waking up. “Jeez, lucky, I think this place is plenty for big momma, we can share it!” The woman responded swiftly and joyfully. Stepping onto Andrew's chest and walking into the next room, which would be the living room. Andrew lays for a moment trying to catch his breath sitting directly at the bottom of the staircase.

The room is spacious, featuring a couch, nice flatscreen TV and full cupboard right beside the couch filled to the brim with various snacks and junk food. The perfect place for a college kid to waste his time on the couch playing videogames. The woman continues throughout the house. “Oh yeah, by the way roomie, my name is Melanie, I forgot to tell yah… burp” the woman spoke waddling by. She enters into the next room, featuring a full kitchen and dining room. The room is spacious and beautiful, filled with more food and appliances to accommodate any meal. It was unlikely Andrew was really getting any use out of it. Made even more apparent by the mess of take out bags on the dining room table suggesting the kitchen was so clean solely because he never used it.

“This place is a palace, I assume the bedrooms are upstairs… I guess it is getting kinda late… my… drunk ass is ready for bed.. Haha”. She steps onto Andrew with both feet, crushing him intensely under her massive stature. She steps 2 feet onto the next step, and then the next. Slowly and clumsily, holding furiously onto the hand rails. Another step, then the next, onto the 5th step, almost half way up the steps, she snags her foot on the step above and falls backwards. Her body flies into the air as she descends in seemingly slow motion. She falls ass first backwards, landing destructively against Andrew resting at the bottom of the stairs. Her ass wedged violently against his face and the wall. Andrews whole upper body is consumed, as she leans forward completely asleep on top of him. His arms are pinned and he can barely budge his face under her large weight.

She absolutely reeks and her sweat is getting strained through the leggings onto Andrews face. Every small motion Andrew makes with his face causes her ass to make an awful squishing sound. He struggles, fingers curling under are increasing deadweight, as he tries to move his face to the side. Her cheeks are unrelenting but he finally manages to poke his nose out ever so slightly. He takes a large inhale, but unfortunately timed perfectly with an absolutely ear shattering 8 second long wet fart.

BLBLBLBBLBLBLBLLBLBLBPRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Andrew's nose is blown forcefully with the warm and wet blast, as she leans over to the side. Her cheek comes down and once again consumes Andrew's face, this time with his head slightly tilted up but with her also leaning against the wall above him. She is completely crushing him now, with absolutely no chance of him breaking free. He is wedged forcefully between the wall, her, and the floor, as her continued deadweight grows heavier and heavier. With each motion he sinks deeper, feeling her ass start to completely consume his head and touch the floor around him.

Andrew begins screaming, forcing his breath and shaking as much as possible into the sleeping woman. However all is for nothing, his muffles only vibrate her ass and slide him into the abyss deeper. He can feel his face stop moving deeper as he hits a well. He is deeply pressed into her damp cheeks, face completely compressed and his breath completely taken away. He can feel her warm ass hole pressing against his nose through the leggings, as it puckers and shifts. Her guts bubble ferociously from above, followed by another dramatic wet fart, this time being absorbed directly into Andrew's lungs.

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTT

Andrews lungs inflate with the fart, which is muffled against his nose and her ass. However, as much as it may be putting air into his lungs, it's not nearly enough. He can smell the pungent earthy aroma of her wretched diet, but cannot truly breath. His vision starts to fade and he feels the woman fall backward atop him, now laying flat on the floor with him wedged deep between her cheeks. His vision fades as he passes out.