When Batman finally came to, he saw that he still in the living room, only now he was lying on the floor. His head was killing him, and judging by his extremely limited movement, he had been drugged once again. Before he could take in any more of his current situation, a tremendous weight smashed down on his midsection. Looking up through clenched eyes he saw the enormous Kelly, wearing only her red bra and panties, straddling his weakened body.
"Glad to see you awake, Batman," Kelly said. "We aren't going to have much fun, if you keep passing out on us. You keep going like this, and you're going to really make Brian mad."
As soon as he heard his name, Brian stepped into view, still sporting that smug smirk. Like Kelly, it seems Brian also shed his clothes, only wearing a pair of underwear that strained to contain him. Seeing the man who just gassed him unconscious, Batman tried to struggle out from under the massive woman, but he couldn't do a thing to budge her. Feeling the slight movement below her, Kelly began bouncing on him, crushing his body beneath her. After several painful bounces, she dropped particularly hard onto him, then stood up. He wanted to check his aching ribs and chest, but the drugs prevented him from moving even that much.
Batman didn't get much of a break, before Brian laid his enormous body down on top of him, with his head nestled between his massive thighs. He immediately took things up a notch, and began to squeeze the hero's head between his powerful thighs. Not only was he being squashed under his immense weight, but his head now felt like it was about to burst. Through all the squeezing, his face had been pushed toward Brian's ass, with his nose being wedged into his ass crack. Even though his face was against his ass, he could see Kelly standing above him, her drooping belly and breasts blocking most of her face from view. With a wicked smile toward Batman, Kelly slowly lowered herself directly onto Brian's back. After sitting still for a few moments, she lifted her feet off the ground, letting their full 800+ pounds rest on top of him. Batman was pressed even harder into the floor, feeling his bones creaking, straining to support the massive amount of fat on top of him. Not satisfied with sitting still, Kelly began to bounce up and down on Brian's back, crushing the hero even further. Batman felt like he was being pounded into the floor, the thin carpet doing nothing to alleviate the pressure and pain. After bouncing for awhile, Kelly stood up and Brian rolled off, finally giving Batman a chance to breath.
"Good job staying awake this time Bats," Brian said. "All this squashing is getting me hot though, look I'm sweating my ass off. What about you babe?"
"Yeah, same here," Kelly giggled. "How about we lose the rest of these clothes, then get back to it?"
"That sounds like a great idea," Brian smiled. "Then I can introduce Batman to my bare ass!"
With that said, they both began to remove their underwear, having to peel each garment off their sweaty bodies. Each of their huge, blubbery bodies were coated in a sheen of sweat from head to toe. Batman looked on as a bead of sweat ran from Kelly's bulbous breasts, down her massive belly, and dripped onto the floor. As he was observing Kelly, Brian had positioned himself over the hero, facing his feet. He bent over and brought his ass down onto Batman's head, just barely covering his face with his cheeks. Satisfied, he began to slowly grind onto him, smearing his face in his ass crack, and shaking his ass side to side. Batman could still breath, but the filthy air he got caused him to gag. The putrid ass was hot, and he could feel the sweat running down the crack and over his face. Then Brian spread his ass cheeks apart, giving the hero a full view of his puckered asshole. Slowly, he began to lower his ass onto Batman's head, letting his ass cheeks completely swallow his face. As his vision was suddenly blacked out, he was hit even harder with the putrid ass smell. Brian finally settled on top of Batman's head, feeling a rush of pleasure, as he felt the hero's nose slide into his puckered asshole. Batman's ability to breathe was stolen from him once again, unless he wanted to inhale what he could from within Brian's asshole. Unfortunately, he couldn't hold his breath for long, and was forced to inhale. His nose was instantly assaulted by a putrid stench, a mix of ass sweat and shit. Adding to the torture, Brian started smearing his sweaty ass all over him, coating his face in the stinking sweat.
While Brian was having his fun, Kelly had sat down on the couch, and began playing with herself.
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