The Cosplaying Goddess

The Cosplaying Goddess

By P. A. Johnson

Funny, how meeting a person can change everything. Before this hell I had a good life, where did it all go wrong? The moment she marked me, I should've known I was doomed and I have no one to blame but myself. If only I'd known then what horrors awaited me, perhaps I would have just stayed home. An encounter with the wrong person led to my eternal suffering and her pleasure. Right now my mistress is preoccupied with her Taco Bell burrito so I'll take this moment to tell you how all this came to be. THIS IS MY STORY.

The Beginning

It was the last day of the San Diego Comic Con. I stood in the early morning sun patiently with goosebumps rising in my skin of what was to come. If only I'd only known the goosebumps were rising for a different reason. I lined up at the entrance eagerly awaiting entry. The front doors were packed with people struggling to get in and soon it would be my turn. I waited until the line moved forward and presented my pass. I was greeted with so many sights and smells. People dressed in costumes from every cultural phenomenon you could possibly imagine. While distracted I bumped right into the person in front of me.

I snapped out of my reverie and noticed a woman with platinum blonde hair done up in an ornate bun. The woman looked at me with judging eyes as she stood there in an outfit I recognized from Disney's Frozen. The coronation gown of Queen Elsa barely contained her immense physique. The costume hugged her thick and busty figure. I looked down as her belly showed itself through the costume with a large bulge. She was DEFINITELY overweight and her busty figure and protruding belly clearly showed a fondness for food. Her dress hugged her thighs as it rounded her belly in the front. Above her rib cage, the bulge separated as it rose to her breasts which the costume desperately tried to hide. Her breasts were secured in place by the top of the dress as a slit opened up above the cleavage to show the very tips of subcutaneous fat. The blue material acted like a bucket trying to contain the fat and skin which pressed and almost overflowed above the rim. The small slit was the only indication of skin underneath as black satin covered her shoulders and back.
"What are you looking at", she asked as I stared. Completely lost I replied, "Oh uhh...nothing, sorry."

She shrugged and turned around. She did not walk forward but bent over. Her butt was mere inches away from my pelvis and aimed in my direction when suddenly I heard a slight pop and a sputtering sound like the quiet rumble of an engine. She rose elegantly, and waved a hand back and forth behind her ass in my direction. Then she walked off. I stood there petrified as I watched her walk away. The air smelled like gosh, it smelled so nasty. I knew I was inhaling her fart but at that moment I did not care. In a strange way, the eggy and fishy aroma was comforting as I just stood, held in that spot by some strange power that didn’t understand. All I could do was wait there and breathe in her gas. After ten minutes I came to my senses and shrugged off what just happened. I walked into the convention hall and began to look around.

The whole hall was filled with people, and it was next to impossible not to bump into someone. So many people in costume, from Scarlet Witch to SpongeBob SquarePants. One cosplayer actually had a suit of armor made entirely out of mountain dew cans. I made my way through the hustle and bustle of the morning crowd. Everyone was clambering to get merchandise before the convention came to an end. Fortunately I had already purchased everything I wanted to buy over the past two days and I'd seen all the panels that I came for. So today I decided I'd just walk around and look at all the amazing costumes before the con ended. I could feel my skin tingling in anticipation as I tried to get as many pictures with people as I could. After a couple hours I walked over to the weapons booth. Every convention had one, a place to stock up on foam swords and shields, on serrated knives and switchblades, and of course replica swords from every movie you could think of. While I was admiring one of the swords I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and noticed a tall man with an amused look on his face.
"I think that one's a little big for you mate",
he snickered though I couldn't figure out what was so funny. My skin was tingling again. I walked away from the booth, and the strange man, and started looking at comics. All around the people I passed stared and I wondered why they were all looking at me. For some strange reason everyone I encountered was taller than I was. I walked past a booth selling shirts with pop culture designs and I passed by a mirror. To my horror, I had somehow gone from my normal height to just four feet tall. I grabbed the nearest shirt I could see and tried it on. A large was my usual size yet the shirt made me look like a child in a father's clothing. My skin felt so itchy. I ran out of the convention hall and into the bathroom. I felt dizzy and lightheaded and thought I was going to throw up so I ran into the nearest stall and blacked out.

When I awoke, my surroundings had changed entirely. The toiled looked huge next to me and the grimy tile floor reeked with overuse. I stood up and gathered my bearings. I couldn't have been more than a centimeter in height. With no idea how this happened a single thought popped into my head. I had to get out of the bathroom. So I began the the long trek to the bathroom door hoping that perhaps someone would open it when I finally arrived. With a stroke of luck not five minutes after I got to the door, someone entered to relieve themselves. I bolted out onto the carpet area outside the convention hall. There was nowhere for me to go now. I couldn't enter the convention hall because I'd definitely be stepped on and I couldn't go outside due to nature being unpredictable. Speaking of unpredictable, the ground began to shake. I looked around and saw nothing yet the rumbling continued until I fell on my ass. Then, it stopped as soon as it had started. Curiously, I stood up again hoping to see what had made such a disruption. All of a sudden, I could sense something of IMMENSE size behind me. I turned around slowly only to be met with a wall of teal, then my world went dark.

Darkness

I wondered what had happened. I was still conscious yet I couldn't see anything. I looked up and noticed something clearly above me. I had no idea what it was but it was supported by two columns on either side of me. In the blink of an eye, one of the columns supporting the massive object rose and slammed down on the ground.
"Hehehe", a feminine voice giggled from above. I knew where I was now, I was underneath someone's dress. The columns began to bend and the massive object drew closer and closer to me. It suddenly stopped right above me and I heard a sound like distant thunder. I knew what was coming next. Whoever this woman was she was about to fart and I was directly beneath her humongous ass. I tried to run but it was too late. The woman let loose a massive and bubbly fart and the foul air forced me to the ground. I tried to breathe but the eggy fart of this goddess above me filled my lungs. As I slowly grew accustomed to breathing the foul air I looked up. To my horror the ass of whoever this person was had started to descend on top of me. As I became engulfed by massive buttcheeks there was a loud squeak and I felt a strong wind reeking of beans and fish sputter out of this goddess's asshole and onto my face. I inhaled the air of the toxic orifice which was I was now being pressed against. I felt warmth as I was sandwiched between the ground and the massive butthole. Until that moment I had no idea how freezing cold I was until I was feeling the warm air coming from this stranger’s humongous asshole. I pressed my face deeply into the white, now stained brown, fabric of the girl’s panties separating me from the giant anus and sniffed the putrid air. Suddenly, I remembered this particular scent, this was the very same smell as the one from the Elsa cosplayer this morning. Then I heard a voice,
“Maybe next time you’ll think twice about who you leer at YOU PERV!!!”
It WAS her! The very same cosplayer who had intentionally farted in front of me had shrunk me and was currently crushing me beneath her giant panty clad ass!
“Don’t worry little guy, I have a BIG plans for YOU”,
she spoke softly as I feared what she could possibly have in mind. The cosplayer leaned to one side and sighed as she released a long, wet SBD and everything faded to black.

I awoke hours later. My head was spinning as I felt gravity pulling me downward, yet I could not fall. I opened my eyes. My field of vision was black except for small snippets of light that filtered through whatever thing was holding me up. A horrible smell assaulted my sense but it took a moment to realize the smell was coming from me. My clothes were completely soaked for some reason as though I had bathed fully dressed. It took a while for it all to come back to me. The convention, the cosplayer, her MASSIVE ASS! At least now I knew why I smelled so bad. My cosplaying mistress had completely DRENCHED me in her fart and I was now literally dripping with her ass juice. I could feel something moving my body from behind while whatever was in front of me kept me firmly in place. I pressed on the black material that was encasing me and found that it was quite flexible, but not enough to wiggle my way out. I relaxed against the comfy surface I was being smushed against. I could hear and feel a thumping from behind. Something was constantly moving from deep within this strange and wonderfully soft cushion. Something was off, I reached out to feel around with my own arm barely able to move beneath the black fabric. I suddenly felt something and grabbed on to it. It was long and felt so soft like an endless rope. I knew where I was now. I pushed my head back into the soft background and looked up. I was greeted by the sight of pale skin and the unmistakable view of a woman's GIGANTIC THIGH! I was in the black, nylon stockings of that cosplayer. I couldn't believe it but I could see her black lingerie and overwhelming ass looming directly overhead. Then a loud voice reverberated through my eardrums.

"ATTENTION PASSENGERS, FLIGHT 691 WITH SERVICE TO MIAMI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT IS NOW BOARDING AT GATE 13."

"Time to take you home little perv, we're going to have so much fun together",
the cosplayer chided softly.
Suddenly I felt movement as the goddess I was being compressed against began to walk. I felt an immense pressure on my body as the wind was completely knocked out of my lungs and then it vanished. Not a second later the pressure returned as I was sandwiched between flesh and whatever this incredible force was. All I could do was breathe every other second as I was smashed again and again by two mammoth thighs. Unfortunately for me the goddess had no thigh gap so every step she took resulted in me being flattened between her meaty thighs like paper in a giant press. By the time she had boarded the plane and found her seat I felt as if I had been pummeled like Peter Parker in Spider-Man 3, a fairly accurate analogy to my current situation. She sat down in her seat and I felt the pressure of both her thighs as they squeezed me between them, at least she wouldn't be crushing me with them anymore. Unfortunately for me, I would remain squished between her thunderous thighs for the duration of the flight. My mistress had a tendency to sweat a lot down below her ass and thighs so by the time the plane finally landed I was completely soaked. On the plus side, all her sweat had given me something to quench my thirst while my mistress slept soundly releasing silent farts which no one except me could hear or smell.

After the flight landed and my mistress got up I felt once again the immense pressure of being in between her enormous thighs. Each step submerged me in her soft fat as she exited the airport. While she walked she let slip a long fart that sputtered out of her butt. It was silent but I could feel how it vibrated her skin.My mistress stopped and began waiting for her Uber to arrive. I breathed in the noxious fumes that she had released for my benefit. My mistress placed a hand on her pudgy gut and patted it. Her thigh vibrated again and an awful smell offended my olfactory senses. I looked up and brown liquid and saw leaking from her underwear. I knew then that after such a long flight, my mistress desperately needed to take as shit. The Uber pulled up and she stepped inside. I continued to inhale as she smirked knowing the horror that would await me when she finally reached her...OUR home.

Home

My goddess returned home and immediately plopped onto the bed. She reach down into her nylons and grabbed me. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked around and noticed I was on a white fabric surrounded by the legs that I had gotten to know so well. I looked up and saw my mistress sitting down on the bed, her legs surrounding me like a fence keeping in a helpless pet. I looked up and stood in awe of her magnificence. From her massive thighs that exploded outward from her panties, to her enormous belly the protruded outward over the rim of her underwear giving her a definitive muffin top, to her breasts which looked like mounds of hello barely contained by her D-cup bra.
"Like what you see little perv." She sneered down at me. "I hope you enjoyed the trip and that you'll learn to love it here." I looked at her in astonishment and asked foolishly, "Where am I?"
"You're home with me your new goddess, and as I am your goddess than makes YOU ALL MINE!"
"Hang on, you can't just claim me as your property, I'm a human being like you!" I reasoned with little effect.
My mistress laughed and leaned forward, her belly now drooped directly above me. "YOU ARE JUST AN INSECT IN NEED OF A GOOD LESSON OF WHERE YOUR PLACE IS, NOW OBSERVE." She picked me up between two fingers and with her other hand lifted up the entirety of her enormous belly. She slowly brought me closer and closer to her hidden waist line. "NO, PLEASE GODDESS, I'm sorry!!!" I screamed at her.
She smushed me against her soft flesh and pressed my face into the red indentation left by her tight panties."You've already been sat and farted on by me, and you've been crushed between my thighs and farted on by me. I promise this will only be a necessary punishment to ensure you learn your place." Her nuturing voice made me look up as she chided me and encased me in her belly flat. A loud slap echoed throughout the room from the force of her belly hitting her waist and sealing me underneath her fat. My goddess then opened her bag of chips and turned on the television. Eventually I fell asleep absorbed by her belly fat and calmed by the gurgling sounds of her digesting.

When I awoke I felt an incredible pressure flattening me. I stuck out my tongue and licked the suffocating flesh. It tasted like sweat and shit as the pressure surrounding me suddenly lessened. My mistress rose as her enormous ass loomed above me like some ancient deity.
"Oh Goodie! You're finally awake. Now we can begin."
I turned my head and noticed I was lying on a smooth white surface that looked oddly familiar. I was on my mistress' TOILET SEAT!!!
"I wanted to wait so that you could join me in experiencing the BEST CRAP OF MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!"
My mistress plopped down on top of me and released the hell she had stored just for me. Liquid shit and diarrhea poured into the toilet bowl as I screamed. The smell was overwhelming but my mistress aways knows how to make sure my lessons are as horrible as possible. She leaned to one side and I saw light filter in from beneath her raised buttcheek illuminating the toiled bowl and her goddesslike asshole. I watched in horror as a wet fart sputtered out of her anus. My goddess grunted and a large amount of wet yellow sludge exploded outward covering the toilet seat where I was being made to bear witness. Her shit completely coated my face like mud as I could taste the watery slime on my tongue. In that moment, I forever resigned myself to my fate and I began licking the yellow diarrhea dripping from the buttcheek of my goddess. Above me my mistress moaned with esctasy.
"Mmm, so you finally understand your place little one. Your place is right beneath my ass where you will clean it consistently. I will feed you with the delicious substance my butt creates and gift you air to breathe with my warm farts, speaking of which."
Her butt let out a squeak and a squelch as more wet farts erupted from beneath her Titan behind. "How was that little one?" I wiped the sludge off my face, my entire body was coated in her shit as she once again submerged me beneath her ass. Her wide butt completely covered the toilet as both sides of her massive ass drooped off the edge of the seat. She let out one last long squelch and got up. I covered my eyes as the light temporarily blinded me. The sight that greeted me was horrific yet breathtaking as my goddess stood over me with her unclean ass. Both buttcheeks jiggled like a liquid defying the laws of gravity as she grabbed a piece of toilet paper. She brought that paper to her ass and began to clean herself. She then looked down at me with an evil smirk of her face. I never felt more terror than I did at that moment and tried to stand and run. My body ached with the pain of having to endure my goddess's body weight and her wet shit kept me in place. She reached down and grabbed me. As I struggled within her grip I heard her booming laugh, "You know if I have to clean my ass by myself, it'll take forever. There's no way I could possibly clean the inside of my butthole without your help. Seeing as you've developed a TASTE for the delectable dessert, please help yourself to whatever shit you find inside my anus. It TRULY is a delicacy. I'm afraid you won't see the light of day again for several months so make sure you enjoy yourself in there." Her jiggling buttcheeks filled the entire sky as it descended upon me. I felt a mix of solid and liquid as soft hairs brushed past my face and then new sensations. I saw only darkness. I felt only flesh so soft and slimy that my hands sank into it. I heard only defeaning gurgles and rumbles that were almost overwhelming. I could smell so much, the only indication that I was still alive and not dead was the horrible, somewhat cheesy smell that was so uniquely hers. I felt the world vibrate as my goddess spoke her commands which reverberated through my fleshy prison, "I PLAN ON EATING TACO BELL LATER SO MAKE SURE YOU SAVE YOUR APPETITE!" I walked until my face collided with a fleshy wall, I pressed my tongue up against it and began to lick away the slime and crying. How did it come to this?

To Be Continued?