Kyle felt defeated.  He couldn’t move, he was stuck on the ass of his girlfriend (or was soon to be ex), and now he has a bitch of an itch on his noise he just can’t reach with his hand.  Kyle let out a huff as Tiffany carried him into her house.  The lights turned on and there was some moving around when he was stopped right in front of a couch.  Before he could even protest he slowly descended down on top of the couch.  His face was mushed into the cushion and there was a small rubbing of her butt into the seat.  At least the itch was gone.

Tiffany wanted to watch some T.V.  She sat down and got comfortable as she quickly flipped through the channels finding nothing of interest.  She stopped on the food network to see what was being made.  There was a Mexican meal being made with multiple dishes.  That seems interesting, she thought.  She quickly ran through the materials needed for the meal and got up to check if she had them.

Kyle was about to die of asphyxiation when Tiffany’s fat ass was lifted off of him.  This time he was not stuck.  Kyle rolled over and noticed the colossal ass walk away into the kitchen.  He let out a shout of joy which soon turn to a curse.  Now what?

Tiffany pulled out Kyle’s phone and set it down on the table as she started to make her meal.  She always loved to cook.  It took her over an hour to make the meal and set it out.  She then broke into the food and devoured it as neatly as possible for Mexican food.  When she was done she was stuff beyond belief.  She leaned back and closed her eyes hoping that the meal would go to her butt and not her stomach.  She may hate Kyle right now but she was hoping to win him back with a bigger rear then she had now.  She soon dozed off at the table.

Tiffany was preparing a feast it looked like from the couch.  Kyle needed to get help, he was hungry.  He looked down and noticed the drop would most likely kill him.  Letting out a defeated breath he looked around and noticed something.  On the coffee table which was close by there was a phone with a wire that descended down to the ground.  Perfect, he thought.  Kyle backed up and ready for the jump which looked to be the size of the Grand Canyon.  Getting a good running distance away from the edge he sprinted with all his might and jumped.  Time froze as he leaped off the couch and to the table.  He noticed that he was going to make it but barely.  His hands just had enough room to grab the edge and hold on.  He let out a gasp of pain as his hands were yanked from his weight but didn’t give out.  With much effort he pulled himself up.

Quickly he ran to the phone and slide down the cord.  He slowly crawled down the cord and noticed that Tiffany was almost done making her meal.  He doubled his effort and reached the lowest point of the cord, about twenty feet above the ground.  Crap, I could hurt myself if I drop.  He risked the fall and landed on his back.  His breath was knocked out of him but that was all.  Due to the carpet he was saved.  Kyle then got up and ran the almost mile length to the kitchen.

Tiffany was having a great dream.  She dreamed that Kyle came over and begged for her forgiveness.  She forgave him as they embrace each other and made out.

Kyle made it to the table and was wondering how to get up there.  The only way to make it would be… climb her leg.  The thought was not appealing but it was the only way.  Kyle grabbed her pinky toe and hauled himself up.  Climbing her foot was easy; her leg was a different story.  If it weren’t for her legs being stretched out he would have never have made it.  Thanks to the angle her leg was about a 50 degree angle slope.  Of course that climb was steep but it was climbable.  He made it to her thigh when he heard strange noises above him.  He looked up and saw that Tiffany was asleep but her face was red and flustered.  There was a soft moan escaping her lips and Kyle new that she was having a very sexual dream.  He was planning to climb her shirt when all of a sudden she woke up.

Tiffany woke with a startle.  She was dreaming.  She let out a sigh and was about to stand up when she looked down.  Tiffany made a sound of disgust as she noticed the bug on her thigh.  She picked up a napkin and was about to crush it when she heard a screech.  Startled she dropped the napkin and picked up the bug to get a better look. 

Kyle let out a scream at the sight of Tiffany about to crush him.  He couldn’t believe he made it this far and was about to squashed by the one person he thought would recognize him.  Then the hand stopped moving and the napkin was dropped.  Kyle was so relived at the sight that he didn’t noticed himself being picked up and lifted to Tiffany’s face. 

“Kyle?!?”

“Thank God.  You have to help me.”

Tiffany was perplex, “HOW THE- no wait so you didn’t blow me off?  I though you ran off with someone else.”

The joy in her face couldn’t be misread.  “No I didn’t, now you got to help me.”

Tiffany was so happy, “Yeah of course.  Let me just get my stuff and we can go to the hospital right away,” she let out a giggle, “I was just dreaming of you…”

He grinned at her, “I bet you were enjoying it.”

Kyle let out a silent pray to God as he was gently placed on the table.  He was going to be saved.  It dawned on him how much he loved Tiffany.  What was I thinking?  I was going to break up with her but now…

Tiffany came back into the kitchen with her purse and shoes and sat down at the table.  She was about to put her shoes on when a phone rang.  It was Kyle’s.  Tiffany looked at Kyle and let out a laugh, “It’s for you.  Should I get it?” She let out a laugh at her joke.  Not waiting for a response she picked up the phone and read the text that came through.

Kyle looked up at Tiffany as she read the text, “What does it say?”  Tiffany’s face went from a smile to a frown to a looked of horror and confusion all in the next couple of seconds it took her to read the text.

“… you were going to break up with me?”

“W-w- wait no I was but then … now I don’t want to,” Kyle said with the best smile as he could.

Tiffany looked heart broken, and then her smile turned to anger.  “The text is from Darleen.  She says, “Hey hotie, how’s it going?  Did you break up with that chick yet?  Call me when you won’t a real woman.”  How could you,” she said with tears.

“No wait Tiffany that was before and I realize that I like you.  Like, like like you.  Please can we talk about this latter when I’m back to normal?”

“Tell me why.”

“Well … you’re getting kinda fat.”

Tiffany got up and rushed to her room and closed her door.  There was a sound of wailing and tears being shedded behind the door.  Kyle was stuck on the table with dirty dishes around him.  Not letting the opportunity pass him up he started to eat the scraps of food left on the plates.

After a while of waiting Tiffany’s bedroom door opened.  Kyle was cheerful when he saw her come out until he noticed she didn’t have any shoes on, or have her purse.  Instead she pulled out a chair and sat down with a heavy thump from her rear.  She glared at Kyle.

“Wait what happened?  Why don’t you have your shoes on?”

With a monotone voice she replied, “I have been thinking.  I have been reevaluating our relationship.  I put on pound to please you and you go off with some other chick.” She leaned in closer, “I do soooo much for you and I don’t get anything in return.  Kyle I think we need to break up.  I’m dumping you.”

“Well… ok … but you didn’t answer my question…”

“I’m not going to the hospital until I return all your stuff to you first,” she said with a grin.

“… huh?”

Tiffany got up and went into the kitchen and pulled out a trash can.  She picked up Kyle and dropped him into the can.  She then went away and into her room.

Kyle let out a scream as he feel into the trash can.  Before he could say anything to Tiffany she left.  Kyle tried to get out of the can but it was like trying to crawl up a hole that was the size of a building. 

A few minutes later Tiffany came back and Kyle could hear some object being dropped on the kitchen table.

“TIFFANY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?”

“I’m returning you gifts you gave me, like this work out video,” she dropped a disk into the trash can barely missing Kyle.

“Hey watch it you almost hit me!”

Not even looking she continued to toss object while naming them, “Your shirt, these flowers, this picture of us…”

Kyle took cover as object rain down on him from above.  He hid under some object like the flowers and the picture frame of him and Tiffany.  After a while all the objects were in the trash can and there was a small pile of object at the bottom of the can.

Tiffany peered in the can to see if Kyle was still there.  After a while she saw a small object pull itself above all the trash and shout, “Are you trying to kill me?  Happy now all my stuff is with me.  Now take me to the hospital you crazy bitch!”

Tiffany was about to say something when her belly rumbled a little.  She smirked at Kyle, “Not everything…”

“What?”

Kyle looked up as Tiffany removed her shorts and panties.

“I never gave those to you.”

“No you didn’t but this afternoon you did give me something…”

“No I didn’t give-”

“I loved the burger and fries, but I should give them back to you.”  With that she placed her big round butt cheeks down on the trash can blocking out all light and air from getting out. 

Kyle was scared shitless… ok bad choice of words.  He thought of diving under the trash of his belonging when the sound of thunder could be heard above him.  There was a smell that was ungodly that descended on him and made him pinch his noise shut.  It was worse than her fart before this afternoon.  Then he heard a grunt and there was more noise being released from her butt when it started to rain.  Unlike normal rain which came down in small droplets, this was giant globs of liquid that splatter around him.  Tiffany was taking a dump on him and his stuff.  The flow of shit started to speed up into a down pour, raining down on him and all his materials.  Kyle was immediately covered in a sludgy material that reeked beyond belief.  Kyle couldn’t see what was happening but the flow of waste continued to fall as what felt like hours pass by.

Tiffany felt her bowels were about empty as she finished.  She got up and looked into the trash can.  It smelled horrible but the site was worse.  She really had to go bad and now there was a swampy puddle of her efforts left in the can.  Tiffany peered into the mess looking for Kyle.  She really didn’t want to kill him, just teach him a lesson.

Kyle burst from the wet pile of crap covered in brown sludge.  He took a big gulp of smelly air and started to cough.

“Kyle?  Are you ok,” Tiffany asked concerned.

Kyle was too mad to hear her, “YOU FUCKING BITCH!! YOU TRIED TO KILL ME.  YOU…”  He kept shouting curse words and insults to Tiffany for a long time.  Tiffany’s concern turned to disgust.

Without another word she turned her butt around and placed it on the trash can and started to push.  She was sure there was more to give back to him.

Kyle was shocked to see the massive log come out of her ass.  There was no way a normal person could shit this much.  The log slowly descended about half a foot and snapped off.  It fell and landed near Kyle.  He didn’t have time to react when he noticed more light and Tiffany grabbing a napkin and wiping her ass.  She tossed the napkin in and closed the trash bag.

Tiffany tied the bag shut and picked it up.  She grabbed the bottom of the bag and mushed it around to make sure to cover Kyle with as much shit as possible as she carried the bag out of her house and put it in the trash can outside for the trash men to take away in the morning. 

With no regret Tiffany went back inside and turned on her computer.  She went to face book and posted:

Just ‘dumped’ my boyfriend.  It felt great.