The Janitor and THE SSBBW STALKER (Patreon)
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Fresh back to work after thanksgiving AND Christmas break. Couldn’t have been a worse time for Dale to have landed his new job as the-
“GODDAMN WHERE’S THE NEW JANITOR?!!!”
“WHOS THE CULPRIT!? THE BATHROOM NEEDS A FUNERAL?!”
“UGHHHH I can’t breathe!!!”
Dale fully rested and eager to work, was summoned to do his janitor duty. Following the smell of terrorism throughout the corporate building.
He was responsible for clearing up the explosion in woman’s bathroom. The place looked like it had suffered an avalanche of filth from above. No way in hell one person created such a mess.
Taking him the best part of an hour to revive the bathroom. He stood back proud of it shiny spotlessness
Wiped the sweat of his brow, walked out to room full grateful faces having saved them from suffering such a stench.
He got back to his Janitor room and…
!!!
Someone had crushed his sofa chair?… looking like a two boulders had landed on it, Dale natural high spirited attitude brushed it off with a smile and chuckle looking over his shoulder at a prank that never happened.
On second glance at his lunch
!!
It was empty, he could even see the sweat hand marks over his lunch box. Still with a smile on his face he had no choice but to go down to the super expensive diner for the company, buying three sandwiches and a coffee for a few days.
He wondered why there were two holes in the back of the elevator. Looked like two beach balls were pressed up against the wall for hours.
Sitting down in his chair…? … it was warm? As if somebody was sitting there not long ago. The seat felt lower to ground also… he really couldn’t understand why.. But before he took his first bite of-
“JANITOR TO LEVEL 17!!”
The super loud buzzer frightened him half to death, making him leave. There was a spillage…. but not the kind he was expecting
The place resembled a failed pizza party, several wounded boxes and hungry souls cast eyes upon Dale like he could fix what just happened magically. They dispersed leaving a large mess of sauce and…
There was a girl squashed over the floor like a paper mâché, at first Dale was happy not only he was being pranked… but when he stood the woman up she collapsed after calling out for a hospital
Reality settled in when she was taken off swiftly to the ER room.
There was not a single slice of pizza left, so on his way back he was looking forward to having his lunches AGAIN.
after cleaning up the mess.
But… !!!
They were all gone, even the packaging. All he found was a saliva drenched napkin. Little did he realise, his sofa chair was inch smaller, the door was busted a few inches wider and
“JANITOR BATHROOM 24!! STAT!!”
This time he locked the door, confused at the pear-shaped outline. He ordered kurxa-chipotle, enough for the week maybe two, as he knew he’d be very hungry after that days work.
The floor had already been evacuated so the eerie silence, made the thick brown gassy smog more menacing. Echoing his cough as he braved through the stench storm. Every stall contained a murder scene!! Each toilet looked worse as he checked. Busted seats, busted water tanks, one stall just had a mountain of waste taller than him in it
One stall even had a guy squished like he was used a toilet seat, or just straight up crushed as if someone ignored his presence. Taking the best part of two hours to clean, Dale wiped his brow seeing yet another person get called of to the ER.
Now things were getting a little spooky.. everybody had gone home… the rooms were mostly dark… so he whistled a friendly song walking back to his quarters.
“Can’t wait for that Chipotle…” thinking to himself
…. !!!??
When he got back to his quarters there was a squashed delivery guy!! Sprawled over the floor like doormat. Getting closer, Dale realised the delivery guy was running away from something or someone? The food box.. was bone dry empty. Dale got a hunch, stepped back a few steps to see the shape of the print.
YES!
The delivery guy had been squashed by what looks to be an ass!! or at least the same thing that had damaged the elevator and his janitor seat.
Baffled in confusion, he looked around finding nothing.
The next day, somewhat jumpy and in less of a good mood than usual. He was getting a morning coffee, until a landmass pulled up behind him-
SQUISHHH!!!
“Ooooo a free coffee? Thanks *Sips* full dairy too? Haha whooo”
Dale had been squished into the wall, stuffed into a giant belly button and now abducted off down the hall by what he thought to be a giant woman… the super clammy belly button held him firm in place as he struggled
The next thing he knew, he fell out and
SQUISH
STOOOMP!
BWORLCH!
Was trampled by the giant entity, if she didn’t kurb stomp his face he would have got a good look. But instead he ate what felt like size 16 feet. Left to stare at the ceiling in immense pain.
Barely getting to his quarters in one piece, he was already called again to help out.
Someone had crushed a corporate seat into a feeble pile pathetic metal. The wheels told a story of who gave up first under what deemed to be a tremendous amount of weight. The floor was signed by a familiar HUGE pair of circular objects!!
Dale’s mind raced thinking there is no way a human butt could be that big… or that heavy… there were cracks in the floor that spread along the wall and mainframe.
Someone would have to be 800lbs PLUS!! To cause this much damage!
“Don’t be crazy! We only see women of that size and girth on the internet” thinking to himself trying not to freak out.
Turning around this person was a VIP in the company, their desk was that of superior abilities, with dozens of awards, multi monitors and even a tiny statue of respect. Then a wretched odour hit his nose
A pair of old sandals, looked beaten and hammered by a giant pair of unkempt feet. Dale was never the best at detective work or puzzles, so of course he shrugged off everything, replaced the chair and moved on.
Walking off into the distance, all he heard was
SQUELCH!!!!
“Mmmmm comfy fit…. Thanks… Mr Janitor”
A deeep feminine voice rang from the darkness
The super heavy duty office chair he left, was creaking and squealing for mercy all of a sudden, as if it was being bullied by something as the same voice giggled throughout the dark room. That same chair needed two people to lift out the truck. But was left squeaking like an old swing in the park.
Several delivery guys came in to deliver food, which puzzled Dale. Looking for his wallet he realised…?!!!!
Someone was ordering from HIS CARD!!!
Looking and checking every desk, finally getting to the one where he replaced the chair earlier. The chair had suffered… sweat ridden… crippled into an ass shape… but it still stood proudly to face another day.
Finding his wallet drenched with saliva and food bits. His online banking spoke of a $400 dollar food binge… which meant he would barely be able to pay his bills this month
Before his head could sink, heavy footsteps were coming… heavy enough to make him jump under the desk and hide
Two astronomically sized calves came into his sight.. they were almost as wide as the office seat, pinned onto a giant pair super fat and wide feet.
Dale couldn’t believe the utter size!! No way this person was human, they easily be 6ft 9 MAYBE TALLER?!!
Trying to avoid the giant feet under the desk, eventually
KUPCH!!!
He was kicked in the face,
PMCH!!
Stomped on the face
But the worse of it was
OUURRRRLLMP!!
When one of the giant feet invaded his mouth. The tremendously mature deeper feminine voice rang out several times, as if they were playing a video game or something was taking their attention.
Eventually, Dale got free and snuck away, but with no money he couldn’t pay for the bus or anything, let alone for the next day to come in. With no other choice he went back to his janitor quarters and made the best bed he could make to stay the night.
Dozing off, hungry, minutes later he heard…
“Awesome Janitor’s gone… (Doors swings open)”
Of course Dale was hidden under the makeshift blanket. Hearing the breach of his quarters, he opened his eyes too
A full moon backside!! As wide as the entire closet. The type of mature late forties rump that was filled with layers upon layers of thick heavy layered fat. The type of butt that devours any underwear in a matter of seconds. The type of butt that-
SQUELCH!!!!
“Ahhhhhhh snug fit as alwaaays… ahhh now to- ( BBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRROOUGHHHHHFFFFF) ahaaaa whew! Relax!…. Man dairy is downright torture to my gut”
BLOOOOOOOOOOAOAOAAAAAAAOAOAOAOAOAOOAARRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFfffffffft
The poor janitors quarters was hit by several gassy bombs, as the giant woman… ‘relaxed’ there for hours procrastinating from her work that she requested. The innocent metallic shelves rattled, the door bumped around from the strong farts that were let off
Dale was being crushed alive… especially after a couple moves and she sat on his face. Each plop, had Dale close to being crushed closer to pulp. Her gas made him whimper, they were horrid, the woman could hear mice dying smelling her gas. The lightbulb turned brown… the seat became damp… it was all over for Dale until
Sjoooooch!
The amazon woman stood up, sadly for Dale, the sofa chair was stuck to her butt, with him deep inside.
The woman giggled, possibly blushing like red hot melting iron.
Tearing the sofa chair from her butt like a sorry gum wrapper, she left the chair looking like a pathetic butt shaped cushion rather than a sofa chair that someone else can use. Poor thing was tainted by horrid gas smells
Dale felt awful as it stayed warm for a remainder of that night, the odour was foul and he was forced to sit in it… ALL DAY!
Until he came up with a master plan, to dress up as a delivery guy and bring the food to this ‘woman’. He had to see who was making his life a living sewer rat expedition. By seeing her face, he could report her for abuse… or some like that… right?
So he met the delivery guy at the elevator and promised to deliver the 18 stack of 30” mega meat Kurxa pizza’s (They had to be wheeled…)
He didn’t have the strength to push the cart so he pulled with all his might and eventually, meaning he approached the amazon woman with his back facing her
Boing!
!!!
Forgetting his bearings he bounced into what felt like-
“Hmhmhmhmmm you’re not Peter… hmhmhmhmhm”
A super deep, motherly warm voice announced, giggling with undeniable menace. Such a voice that announced a giant presence in a room.
Hiding his face
“Sign here mam! I-“
“Hmhmhmhmm dear Child… I own this pizza place… (eats pizza whole)… Mmm no need to sign… just tell the cook… MMMmm yeaa… uhh Momma is happy”
Still having not turned around to see this woman. Dale was shaking hearing her suck the rolled up pizza into her throat. The pizza weighed at least 10lbs each with slabs of meat, gherkins, eggs, pasta, guac… it didn’t stand a chance. She didn’t even make the slightest of mess either. As if her mouth worshipped every delicious morsel.
Dale was hiding under the pizza box and was able to glance at the office chair given no less than a day ago… the poor thing was a tiny stool. No wheels, only the remains of the busted wheels who died trying. The arm rests were bent facing downwards like dying roses.
… Then a ray of light shone in the room from the busy city streets… Dale’s life flashed before his eyes… he got a glimpse of just how wide she actually is, as they could only see each other’s silhouette under the tiny lampshade…
His eyes popped out his head, which ultimately made him retreat. Leaving the boxes respectfully in a stack taller than him.
Once he was out of sight leaving the golem sized woman in the darkness, he heard
“Keep my seat warm for me… Dale…”
Hearing his name made him freeze. Cursing himself in his mind, why didn’t he get her name, or department or
BOOOUAAAAAAoOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPP
A heinous belch shot over from her direction, smelled like gherkins, rotten cheese and pork fat. Dale shuddered in disgust.. or was it fear? Poor guy couldn’t even walk straight, looking at his butt crushed chair like a furniture coffin, but he did NOT want to see what would happen if he wasn’t there as she said. His ears rang reminiscent of the ROAR-LIKE belch!! Thinking what size of human being can produce such a sound
!! So he came up with a plan get a picture of her with his phone camera !! To report to HR… or something
That night he waited…
But she didn’t come? Not even a creak from her suffering work chair could be heard, the entire next day he saw no delivery guys, no emergency bathroom jobs… which made him more… agitated… until he got a message on his phone
“Nice Place” with several images of his humble apartment
Blood began busting around his body as his heart raced with millions of questions. His only thought was to run out and save his home. Busting out the door of his Janitor closet he fired out into the hallway
PLOOOORCH!!!
Fired himself straight into a humungous wall of jelly, which he then realised it was…
“Oh no no noo, you was going to take pictures of me Dale? No no no Creepy… I punish creeps…Creeps are weird”
She manhandled him forcing him to make out with her belly button, taking a perfect picture. All that time, Dale was trying to see her face but could barely swim in her sea of belly, let alone see over her breast. The picture was blackmail perfection, having him make-out with her belly button with his face looking all tensed up and forceful… HE was now in trouble…
SQUELCH!
He flopped into her belly… in defeat almost suffocating… the super soft engorged gut bubbled radiating warmth that somewhat comforted him… as she giggled at his question…
She started caressing his hair lulling him into a serene pleasure, he melted in her super warm clammy grasp
He couldn’t help but ask…
“Maam… who are you?…”
She giggled at the highest pitch he’d heard from her… while dangling familiar looking keys in his face
“I own you”
She giggled out of control knowing he loved her caressing of his hair and neck. Poor guy was paralysed in blubber lust.
“Wait… what?” His eyes shocked to life
MERRY CHRISTMAS
MERRY XMAS
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
I hope everyone enjoyed the festive seasons, I chose not to rush or half ass any Christmas theme or New years theme piece
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