The HOLLYWOOD SSBBW DIVA - PART 4 (Patreon)

“Oh goodness!! Oh my stomach!! Ughh…”

Roger went pale… her belly was moving!! Gurgling so loud he could feel the roar under his feet.

Viola was trying to play it off, resuming her picture perfect image.

Roger took a glance over at her belly like it was a timebomb. Considering how much she had grown in size AND weight… he remembered how bad it was back at the hotel before they shot the movie.

Her stomach gurgling sounded like lions fighting wolves!

!!

A lightbulb went off in her head! She turned around. Roger managed to duck under her sloshing belly meat.

“Oh look Roger! It’s my name… up in the lights in Hollywood…”

Her lead-weight side belly of solid blubber smacked him in the face.

“Oof… hehe…Honestly Viola….it’s been a-“

FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRROOOOOOOOAOAOAOAOAAUGGAGAGAGAGAGAAAAAEEERRRRRRRFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Roger watched her vaporise thousands of admiring souls with gas that busted windows, flipped coffee tables, knocked over newspapers kiosks… from across the street. The gas sent blurry lines throughout the. Entire block. Even her fans that had helicopters had to fly away in a nosedive from such a blast.

Viola turned to him and-

“AHHHHHHHH!! GOODNESS!! Been holding that for days… I’m sorry I lied… I’m a VERY VERY gassy person, those Kurxa eggs, ughhhh irresistible!!”

Roger just stood there. In the fart cloud that smelled worse than 1,000 rotten eggs. Poor guy started to tear up, the horrifying gas was unbearable. Holding his breath.

“Awwww my dear, are you shrinking? I Could have sworn my boobs were at your chest last time?”

Roger nodded no. Looking around for a source of fresh air. The only thing he saw was his transport in the distance.

Of all the worst times to get a phone call from one of the biggest film production companies in the word-

He was forced to gasp for air… taking a deep inhale of Viola's nucleic gas. He was brought to his knees, calling out for god as he choked on her putrid fumes.

“Roger quit embarrassing me!! OUR transport is here… get up and walk like a man…”

She took him by the hand and stomped across the sea of unconscious fans. Each foot stomp ended with a pop or several cracks, her big rubber soles tested fancy hotels tile floors, of course they made light work of people’s faces, ribs, even their groynes too. Roger was being held by her hand witnessing her destruction at point blank. No one stood a chance.

By the time they got over to the transport. The gas had eased up a little. Roger could at least stand up straight, launch himself into the car and answer his phone

FWWOOOOOOOBLOOOORCH!!!!

“Ahhhh nice and snug… I knew you’d come around sometime… oh? Is that for me? (Swipe)”

Viola stuffed herself in his tiny transport. Plopping her big butt on Roger’s tiny lap. Her butt bounced off either side of the vehicle,

The entire vehicle was rocking and squirming. The suspension could be heard churning from her just getting in. The driver was forced to make more room for her, making the middle seats go down etc.

Looking back and-

“FIND ME A KURXA KAFE!!! I HAVEN'T EATEN IN A FEW HOURS!! Those boobs you like gawking at need feeding!”

The scolded driver shook in shame and drove off. The car struggled to even get up to speed with other traffic. With Viola in the back seat, he had to drive the extended car like a10 ton big rig.

Viola resumed the phone-call…

“Ahem… sorry about that… oh Roger?”

Viola leant forward, peering over her shoulder, gesturing for Roger to speak up or take the phone.

There was NO WAY he could reach the phone. Viola sitting was taller than him standing. Her butt alone was tall enough to smother his chin and nose all the way from his lap. Besides, he was having the air crushed out of him. His arms were almost torn out of the sockets trying to break free of her luscious buns.

Viola smiled seeing him slowly turn red. Picking up her cheeks and-

BLOOOOOOORCH!!!

“Ahahaha I err think he’s gotten his hands rather filled my dear sir, hahahaha filled with ‘thick cake’ as the Americans would say”

Viola enjoyed listening to Roger struggle under such a big butt. Kicking out her feet the poor guy had most of her body weight bearing down on him. The driver wiped his brow, he couldn’t help but hear the groans of the back seats.

“A Movie about me? What on earth is a Giantess?… Ah I see. We will digitally edit most of the film…. Ahhhh but that’s not fun… Besides, wouldn't the Kurxa watchers/patreons have any ideas. We have our own unlimited supply of ideas but it’s always fun to see others' ideas. Surely we must post a vote on TV or social media SOMETHING”

Viola and the movie producer executive were getting quite friendly on the phone-call.

“What am I eating? Oh I’m enjoying the kurxa kafe ice cream, apparently they use those giant eggs I like so much, it’s to die for- You’ve sent a truckload of deluxe Kurxa gelato to Roger’s house?… WHAT AM I A SCHOOL GIRL?! send three and I’ll be happy kind sir”

Roger. Still being sat on my Viola couldn’t even intervene with their conversation! His pelvis was numb ages ago. Feeling ejected out of the transport.

He sat for a brief moment in her sweaty butt crater. The seat windows were so steamy, her body produced so much-

“Well (Clicks her fingers) hop to it darling…”

Roger thought they were at his house wondering where she was going. The driver helped him out of the busted back seats.

(Bursting out into a whispered argument)

“Mr Roger!! What the fuck am I gonna do about that back seats?! She-“

“They’re not that bad..”

“NOT THAT BAD? There’s two giant dome holes in the seats!! How can-“

Viola interrupted with her belly bouncing into the conversation.

“Mr Driver, placed an ad saying I used this vehicle… many fans will surely worship this… deflated, surely it was made of scrap metal. Typical”

Viola took Roger by the hand and walked into a museum of Hollywood history. Viola loved every minute of it. So was Roger, after his back and pelvis regained feeling.

A waiter handed Viola a plate. She wiped the plate clean and-

“GOODNESS!! This gourmet cheese is to die for!! Waiter please bring me all you have!!”

Roger gulped. Starting to realise her belly was beginning to bloat.

The waiter walked over with an entire cart of foul smelling aged gourmet cheeses. Mexican cheese, American cheese, American Italian cheese, Kurxa cheese. Viola devoured it all.

“Mmmmm goodness!! Such a travesty we do not get cheese like this in England”

The waiter gawked at her belly bloat, while glancing at Roger. As if to warn him of what might come after all that foul cheese is digested. Walking away with a worried smile as if to warn him it will be the real deal, this is not a drill.

Viola plunged Rogers hand into her belly, it was churning and gurgling so much he could feel it moving like there was a baby brewing in her. She smiled over her bosom into his eyes. Her warm belly meat churned over his hand, whatever was brewing inside her gut.. Roger had no clue what danger he was in.

“THERE THEY ARE!!! THE TWO STARS!!”

A voice rang from a distance! It was the head of a movie production company, the same man who Sent three trucks of Kurxa ice cream to Roger’s house for Viola.

He jumped back, almost getting smashed in the face by Viola’s belly and boobs. He immediately began charming the Giantess. Kissing her hand all gentlemen like.

Many would say she was swept off her feet.

“Great Job on the recent Movie Mr Roger… let us go and talk… ahh business?”

Roger was really caught off guard, but agreed.

Walking back they were enjoying a conversation.

“Wait you’re Max? The Max Monopoly?!”

Roger didn’t realise who the man was until this moment. Max was still quite scared of walking in-front of Viola. Her boob shadow stretched out more than a metre in front of them both. Along with her ground-shaking footsteps, she made a few famous artefacts fall and smash, merely stomping in her usual diva strut.

Reaching back to Max’s private lounge. The perfect place to talk about-

BUDICLH!!!

Viola’s boobs were denied entry. Max and Roger looked back and saw just boobs and belly stuffed into the entire doorway. Giggling at her mistake she took a step or back before ramming through. Mowing the doorway down like it was made of plastic . Max looked back as if to check on her to see if she’s ok… Viola didn’t feel a thing. Not even a mark was left on her body.

The three of them sat and discussed ideas for the film brainstorming ideas about the film.

Roger was outraged!!

“YOU’RE GOING TO SHRINK REAL PEOPLE?!”

Max smiled

“Yup! Kurxa science department have incredible scientific capabilities behind the scenes, it’s very possible”

Roger paused looking at Viola. Thinking about the REAL SIZED people she put in hospital for months on end. Roger didn’t hear about his animator date and how she’s doing yet and that was weeks ago.

Viola smiled walking over.

“Mr Max, do not make me grotesque Giant ogre.. I want to be the queen of the world… punishing those who-“

Max had a weird look in his eye as he said

“What about if we make her grow-“

Viola bursted out laughing

Roger grabbed Max to the side so he could talk with him privately.

“Dude…Ahem Sir… Are you CRAZY!! She is already.. I dunno 6ft 10 maybe taller, she weighs A TON!! The back seats of my transport looked like-“

Max gazed over at her scaring stuffing her face

“It would be wonderful… she could grow to 8ft tall or something and we-“

Roger took the man by the shoulders and tried to warn him about the reality.

“Mr Roger you sound a little fat phobic… maybe Viola could take you to London to show you the environment of the-“

DHUM DHUM DHUM!!!

Viola came running over

“YOU'RE COMING TO LONDON?! Great news! I can show you where I learned to act, we can go watch a play at the theatre… !! You’ll need a place to stay of course… sorry in advance if I uh… rollover…”

“What was that?”

Viola grabbed Roger’s hand excited to leave but-

“Guys, surely we're going to have dinner and a toast to the new film.. or?”

As Max said this the coffee table expanded and unravelled into a much larger dinner table. Of course for Viola it was still a tiny table.

“I’ll have dinner but No alcohol haha… alcohol really ahh makes me… (Blushes)”

“Bah nonsense Viola, have a toast of champagne with us to celebrate!!”

Roger could feel Her hand beginning to sweat. Viola’s hands were always super clammy, like a soft rubber soaked in thick motor oil. This topic seemed to get her super nervous. As she started squeezing his hand as if to support her.

“Mr Max we better not, let’s just have dinner and some light juice or-“

“I'LL HAVE ICE CREAM as my drink, the Kurxa brand thank you sir”

Approaching the dinner table..

“Oh dear me those chairs look rather… uncomfortable”

Viola turned to see a tiny waitress. Struggling with a few bowls bigger than herself.

“Hey little missy, would you mind helping me with something? My seat is a little uncomfortable you see”

The tiny waitress was stunned into realising how BIG Viola was. Almost scared she looked over at the seat. Taking a second to look at the giant body of Viola, before a second thought, Viola helped her onto the seat.

“Goodness! So you’re a fan? I was worried I’d have to go easy on you haha… awww”

“Ermmm Viola wait she’s not-“

DJUBLOOOOORCH!!!!

“Ahhhh take a load off Roger, always worrying about something haha she’ll be-“

SRRRRIIIIPPPP!

BOING!!

“Bugger it! There goes another good dress. Roger dear… that’s the third dress this week. Am I?… Is there someone wrong with me?”

Roger heard her sweaty cheeks swallow up the tiny dinner chair as they busted free of her fancy dinner dress. The woman’s ass was so big the chair was invisible! Her butt covered the puny bending legs, her back fat easily hid the back rest.

“Oh f-(Viola glances at Roger) oh uhh mmm, maybe it’s the fab-ric quality of-“

“Awwwww you’re such a sweet man… I accidentally stepped on the bathroom scales the other day… (Roger couldn’t help but peer down at her side boob that was bigger than his head) … snapped it in half ahaha. I’m starting to think it’s the materials in America aren’t strong enough for me”

The three of them had a great… well Viola enjoyed eating the vast majority of the food. Although she didn’t exactly eat like a slob, the amount of food Roger heard be gulped down was staggering.

What Roger didn’t realise is that Viola had been drinking red. STRONG RED WINE. There was also rum cakes and chocolates she was shovelling down in enjoyment. Viola was getting closer and closer to the small man, until his leg was securely submerged under her thigh and ass fat.

She didn’t stop eating… Even Max left himself after saying bye.

Poor Roger was pinned under her. Until.

SPLROCH!!

“(Giggling) cmon pet, take me home”

Roger just ignored her, assuming she was just super tired or something. Reaching to lead her out by the hand.. her hand ‘missed’ and placed over his neck.

Now he knew she liked caressing things but… this felt as if she was measuring his neck. Taking a good feel for the size of his neck.

As Viola bulldozed out the door frame he took a glimpse of the messy room the staff were cleaning up. Her chair was gone..

In that instant… he turned and saw the same seat stuck between her cheeks. The bent legs hung out of her ass cheeks like a forgotten fan seat.

Reaching around and tugging on the chair she-

“Ughhhhh please do that again Roger Darling… this wedgie has been driving me nuts for hours arghhh!!”

The seat was soo deeply wedged into her ass it was even stuck between her back fat too! As Roger began to pull with a bit of vigour-

BLOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRT!!!

An ear screeching fart can flowing out of Viola’s butt. The chair…

The chair didn’t make it. Falling to pieces, with its bent limbs flying everywhere. Roger felt something pinch in his thigh. He looked down and found a… a name tag? Then he remembered that Viola used that waitress as a… seat cushion.

Watching the way her butt jiggled freely. He just froze when she turned back to grab his neck once again.

Roger spent the ride home pinned under Viola’s back fat, arm fat and most importantly thigh fat. Poor guy was crushed. Crushed.

Crushed so badly. He blacked out.

Over the course of 24 hours had passed. Roger had been getting crushed and squashed constantly under Viola. Her new body weight was sadly… too much for the man to handle. She just he was being-

“Awwww my little Rogy is being a little drama queen again… cmon out Roger…”

Roger’s world he woke up to… was dark and dizzy. He was on his knees in what felt like a tiny cramped… cage!?

Crawling on his knees. Towards the family landscape of Viola’s chest….

The super bright airport shone the bright lights into his eyes. There were a few staff members with nursing gear on.

“Awwww my little pet Roger is scared, can I leash him now?”

“After our administration, yes Ms Viola you may do as you please”

Viola turned to Roger again.

“We’re going to have so much fun. With you as my personal pet. Forever”

Before he could say anything. He was pinned down to the table….

He blacked out the sight of Viola drooling at him. With a overly loving look in her eye

Could be continued….

WOULD LOVE SOME IDEAS FOR THE MOVIE!!!

Feel free to contact me in the comments or directly to have your ideas considered.

PS: Have a great day