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You're the only male at your job and keep getting squashed by your BBW coworkers.
This choice: They REALLY Let Him Have It  •  Go Back...
Chapter #9

Trapped in a changing room

    by: dude501 Author IconMail Icon
Daisy hesitated at Rose's suggestion. She took a moment to think, still grinding her big ass on your face while she did so. While she enjoyed torturing the man who broke her heart, Daisy knew that a part of him was clearly enjoying this, and that part was getting thoroughly smothered by Rose's gigantic booty. If Stan really did like this, why would she do him a favor like give him more of what she wanted?

Rose noticed her new friend's hesitation. "Think of it this way, hun: this man is clearly developing a thing for thick, sexy women, and, with a little 'gentle' nudging from us, we could turn him into a full-blown addict. When he finally realizes his mistake from all those years ago, he'll be on his knees begging you to take him back. He'll be at your mercy. You could take him back, allowing him to experience all the joy and wonder that comes from having a bodacious girlfriend like you, or you can squash, torture, and torment him into near oblivion, leaving him lying on the ground in pain as you walk off and never look back. The best part: no matter what you choose, he won't even put up a fight. This could end with you having your own personal boy-toy/slave pining for every inch of you, and you'll have the power to decide whether or not he gets it." Getting excited by her own words, Rose began to bounce her plush ass on your cock with extra vigor, using her sexy flesh to both flatten and stimulate you further.

Daisy thought about what Rose said and an evil smile crept up on her face. "Yeah, let's do it!" She looked down at you, "You should be honored, Stan. You're about to get up close and personal with our big, sexy booties."

Rose's face lit up even more. "Great, and I know just where to do it. Follow me." With that, both women got up, giving you a chance to breathe, and picked you up. You felt the heat emanating from their expansive curves as they both clung to you and carried you in between them. Your head was nearly smothered by the sides of their giant breasts, and your body was pummeled and grinded by their extra-extra wide hips as they swayed and sashayed with every step they took.

As per Rose's suggestion, they took you to the changing room she dragged you to before, where it all began. Rose stepped in first, and Daisy tossed you in behind her, making you collide with Rose's soft, elephantine booty. This time, you weren't shoved deep inside it, just laying spread-eagle against it, so you had a peaceful moment to admire how warm and soft it was. You didn't want to admit this, but a part of you really wanted to cuddle up against it. Before you had time to enjoy yourself, Daisy forced her way in, butt first, suddenly making the small changing room feel extra small. The back of your head, as well as most of your torso, was enveloped by her firm booty while your front was pressed further against Rose's plush rump. Dasiy closed the changing room door and looked back with a predatory gaze, "comfy?" Smothered in mountains of ass flesh again, you could only give a muffled response, confirming that both girls had you right where they wanted you.

Rose laughed. "Well, since he's comfortable, why don't we slip into something a little more comfortable ourselves?" Rose started to sensually sway her hips left and right, making you move along with it, as she grabbed the hem of her extremely tight leggings and slowly pulled them down. Daisy followed suit. Before long, you realized what they were doing and started to blush and squirm wildly, embarrassed that you were about to get up close and personal with the bare asses of these ladies, and you silently cursed yourself when you realized that your manhood was still extremely erect.

Eventually, they both pulled their pants off, and you blushed a deep red as you were buried between four giant, bare ass cheeks. "What do you think, Stan? This is a giant, female ass in all of its glory, and you have the honor of experiencing every inch of it." Still buried, Stan couldn't respond, but his struggles made him involuntarily squeeze Rose's ass flesh with his hands, his fingers sinking deep within her smooth, pliant flesh (maybe it was more voluntary than he was willing to admit). She laughed again and flexed her cheeks, pulling you deeper between them. "Also, how do you like my thong? Do you think it's cute?" Still stifled by mouthfuls of ass flesh, you couldn't hope to respond, but, even if you could, you had no idea what she was talking about. You couldn't tell, but Rose had a skinny thong on, the top of which was stretched across her wide hips. The bottom, however, disappeared deep within her butt. All you could see was two giant, fleshy orbs bouncing and rubbing themselves all over your face. "Oops, sorry, you probably can't see it yet. No problem. You'll just have to get deep within my...Big. Soft. Booty, in order to find it." To emphasize each word, Rose rocked her hips forward and shoved them back, repeatedly plowing you with her ass. This shoved your head deeper between her cheeks while your body was further flattened against Daisy's mammoth posterior, much to her pleasure.

Relishing what was happening to you right now, Daisy smiled and said, "Yeah, Stan. Even if you don't like big, sexy women. You shouldn't be rude to them. Get deep within that ass and tell her what you really think." While Rose switched to grinding her butt on you, Daisy took a page from her playbook and repeatedly rocked her curvy hips forward and back, slamming you further against Rose's expansive ass. Before long, your head couldn't go in any further. Even part of your upper body was enveloped by Rose's booty, but there were still no signs of her thong, much to your amazement. You also realized that, even though you were deep within Rose's crack, it didn't smell bad at all. It smelled good, really good. Apparently, Rose likes to use a fruit-scented soap or lotion that also made her skin feel extra smooth. The fruity scent mixed with her pheromones made a smell that lingered in both your nose and your mind. Was this the kind of stuff that he was missing out on most of his life?

Finally, Rose relented and said, "Ok, maybe you really can't see my thong. Sometimes I just forget just how phat this booty really is!" But you weren't out of the woods, or her ass, just yet.

"In that case," Daisy responded, "He should just take a moment to appreciate just how wonderful it is." She grinded her hips extra hard against you to make sure as much of your body as possible is plastered against Rose's ass. "As any fool can see, Rose’s ass is so soft and bouncy that you can’t get enough of it, a treat for the eyes as well as the hands. It’s divinely addictive, isn’t it?"

Even though you couldn't say anything, you were starting to see what Daisy meant. As she grinded against you, you started to grope more and more of Rose's ass, eliciting soft purrs and more grinding from her.

After a minute, Rose said, "Likewise...," before trailing off. Before she continued, both girls expertly flexed their giant glutes and worked their hips in such a way that it forced you to turn around. You were plastered against your ex-girlfriend's giant, cream-colored ass. Rose continued, "Daisy's ass has a thick, juicy firmness that can’t ever hope to be matched. Under its thick plushness, there’s firm muscle to help it keep it’s shape perfectly. It's sexy, but also powerful, as you well already know."

You thought back to not long ago when Daisy was pounding your face in with her glorious butt. Sure, it was a bit painful, but, for some reason, you wanted more. You began to wonder why you broke up with her in the first place. It's possible that, way back when, you were already developing a fetish for sexy, thick girls, but were ashamed of it, so breaking up with Daisy may have been a subconscious attempt to suppress and deny that feeling, hoping that it would never come back. But the fact that you work in a clothing store for giant women, and that you were getting turned on by two ladies grinding their huge booties against you, is proof that your urge never really went away, and, mesmerized by their curves, you were starting to accept that.

Daisy interrupted your train of thought. "Back then, when you broke up with me, you said that you prefer skinny girls, Stan. Well, could skinny girls do this for you?" Daisy started to slowly squat up and down, rubbing her gargantuan ass along every inch of your body, and Rose did the same on her end. Your entire world was smothered by the fleshy posteriors of these two women, and all you could do was groan in pleasure. Every now and then, they would put special attention on your cock. Daisy would grind extra hard against it and bounce it in between her mighty cheeks. Rose would shove her hips hard against your butt, forcing you to hump Daisy's butt while she grinded you with it. "What do you think about thick girls now, Stan? Can you even handle all of this booty?"

After a few more minutes of this, both women stopped and rocked their hips forward, giving you a break and time to breathe. You were weak from all of that teasing and stimulation. You couldn't stand up on your own much longer, but you didn't have to worry about that. You saw Daisy reach her hand back and slap her ass then shake her hips, signalling what's to come. Before you could fall down, both women shoved their hips back towards you with all of their might. SLAM! Their giant rears engulfed you once again, and you were seeing stars as well as ass, plump juicy ass.

They both giggle as they slowly shake their hips, with you firmly sealed between their butts. "Well, Daisy, I think we've shown him plenty of what voluptuous women like us have to offer. Why don't we see what he thinks?"
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