A 23-year-old Latino woman by the name Maya had escaped border security and was now hunted down in a nearby area, there had been some trouble with her papers.
Officer Mark was searching some abandoned storehouses, confident that he easily could take down the frail, little Latino girl down if he found her, such people like were pathetic weasels that plagued society, and he was more than eager to get her booted out.
To his luck, he found her.
In a room Mark found a huge woman, perhaps 8 feet tall, sleeping on a way too small couch.
Snacks, empty packages and crumbs surrounding her and covered her body as well, which was unbelievable curvy. She was hugely pear shaped, chubby with the thickest hips Mark had ever seen, wide as a doorframe resting on the fattest, bulkiest ass that any woman could grow, clearly all that junk food had done her bottom good. Her poor pants were skin-tight, stretched to the absolute limit with her flyer open to make room for her colossal bum, which suited her paunchy stomach nicely as it too needed room to expand, still covered in food remains of Maya’s excessive eating.
Bare-footed and hardly dressed the Latino amazon snored like the lazy, good-for-nothing spic she was, and Mark quickly seized the opportunity and arrested the larger woman.
“Get up, NOW!” Mark grabbed her arms in a lock and pulled her up. Despite her heaviness, she was not physically strong, as the Latina woke up with a shock and tried to retaliate.
“wha? Who are you? No, let me go!” Maya whimpered: “I need to stay here in America, you don’t understand!”
During the struggle, Maya made Mark trip and fall, which made Maya fall on top of Mark since he still held on to her. A big, plump, brown butt engulfs Mark’s torso and ripped her pants apart at the impact, exposing Maya’s big, deep buttcrack right at Mark’s face.
“Get off me, spic!” Mark yelled, trying to push Maya off by grabbing her waist.
“OOooh!” Maya complained: “Don’t squeese my belly! I’m gonna…!”
A huge, rumbling fart erupted from Maya’s crack, with a power stronger than a thousand suns, absolutely stuffing Mark’s nose with unbelievable, appalling smell that knocked him out completely.
When Mark woke up, he found himself tied to a bed with belts used as rope, only wearing underwear which made Mark feel vulnerable and even more scared.
Maya stood at the edge of it, holding her ruined pants in her hand and visible angry, wearing only a blue top covering her modest breasts and red panties stretched to a thong as it dug into her fat, fleshy hips, that deeply burrowed in her buttcheeks and barely covered her hairy, latina crotch.
“This were my last good pair of pants!” Maya said, throwing them to the ground as she mean-eyed Mark: “Do you have ANY idea how hard it’s to get pants my size?”
“Fucking release me right now, you illegal, fat-assed Latino!” Mike thrashed and struggled to no avail.
“Oh yeah? So you can deport me back to Mexico? I don’t think so.” Maya taunted.
“You think that’s going to help anyway? It’s not like you already have failed at you job! 57% of Americans speaks Spanish today, and our culture is getting promoted more and more as the norm, we’re already victorious above you!”
Mark stopped and stared at Maya, her words making him think as Maya looked smug during his realization.
“I’m going to hold you hostage until my demand are met. How about some ne immigration rules? Any males with cocks longer than 10 inches and women with butts as heavy and large as half their body size gets immediate citizenship! That way all Hispanics will get into America!”
“You’re lying, Latino guys have 10-inch cocks?” Mark said terrified. “Why yes.” Maya smiled: “You never looked inside the pants of the ones you have deported? They are all packing. All of them more donkey than man. That’s why you white guys never get luck with Latino girls, we’re too used to big, fat, Hispanic cock.”
“However.” Maya put a playful finger on her lips: “There is something we can use from you Americans.”
The ass titan began crawling up onto the bed, making the bed creak and groan from the added weight.
“I could use some babies so I can’t be deported. Some mixed-babies that will allow me to stay in America.” Mark felt a cold rush go down his spine, as Maya came closer to his face: “I have already birth five kids, but none here in America, you could be my green card, little man.”
Maya straighten her back and placed her heavy bottom on Mark’s pelvis, making Mark groan in pain by the Latino’s overwhelming weight. In cowgirl position Maya looked down at Mark, pulling off her blue top to reveal her perky, bronze tits, who clearly seemed to have been encouraged with milk a couple of times in her life, but most importantly giving Mark a good look at her paunchy tummy, so nice and curvy as it ebbed out in her ridiculous wide hips, this bean could really eat.
“Dios mio,” Maya rubbed her buttocks: “I remember when my ass was only half its size. Your American food really did me wonder. I plan to add a few more layers of fat on it still.”
Mark looked down on her bottom, so lovely, shiny, plump and heavy, these were thighs that could crush skulls if she wanted to if her weight wasn’t sufficient enough.
“Don’t you want me to grow a bigger bum, gringo?”
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