Blinda's Berating
by ZenotoX

Contains inflation, hyper as and anger expansion~ And a big safe pop and then a dump at the end.

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Belinda had a wonderful time during her days off. How could she not? After kickstarting her 5 day weekend with some of the best-tasting yogurts ever, followed by what she could only describe as a “nuclear cleanse” that she decided to enjoy every day following, she was relieved. She never felt healthier. And while she did have to put in a bit of her savings to repair her house, and a motel, and a hotel, and her friend’s apartment, she felt it was a decent price for the pure ecstasy that her explosive gas gave her.

However, she understood that she had a job to do, and without that job, she probably wouldn’t be able to pay that price as much as she’d like. So on Monday, she stretched before getting out of bed, making sure to note what she had to do.

“Ok, so *yawn* whew~ So, I need to finish analyzing the minutes and putting that into a plan of action. Then I should get back to work contacting my assigned clients since I don’t think they’d forget me so fast. It’s only been 5 days, 3 if you forget the fact that I have Sat&Sun off.” She typed her agenda into her phone as she walked to the bathroom to freshen up. As she walked in and looked at herself in the mirror, she could definitely tell the yogurt did more than just clean her insides. It improved her outsides.

All of the internal pressure must have stretched her, making her body have more room for plumpness to fill in all the right places. Her breasts had gone up 2 whole cup sizes, right into FF range. On her normal form they looked huge, but thankfully she knew she had shirts that could handle that amount of chest stress. Going down a bit, you could see her tummy had gotten used to being so large, currently stretching out her pajama waistband with a bit of chub she had gained. And below that was a seat dominating ass, currently shaking a tiny bit as she brushed up and down.

She honestly didn’t mind it. She would have if this was out of the blue, or if it was the result of stress eating or bad diet. She knew the reason she was bigger right now and she accepted it, and to experience that yogurt again she wouldn’t care if she had a belly the size of a car next time. Speaking of…

As she left the bathroom she went straight to her fridge, looking at the box of yogurt cups with a smile on her face. “I really shouldn’t, but…” she rationalized it in her head. “The reason the huge bloating happens is that I hold in. When I don’t hold in, I’m at a manageable size, but boy do I fucking blow~ Hmm, as long as I keep letting it out I can enjoy my yogurt today. Seems simple enough.”

She took out a cup of yogurt, and then smirked and took out another. “One for now, one for later…” She couldn’t resist, getting 3 more and putting them in her purse. She wanted some for later, she was planning on taking it slow, though. She opened one of the cups up and drank about half of it. It was enough to get into her system and fill her mouth with that wonderful fruity, peachy taste, and she knew it would make her digestive system ‘very efficient’ in tackling what she’d eat for breakfast.

15 minutes later, after nice homemade pancakes and bacon, and downing the rest of her first cup of yogurt, she was dressed and ready to go, walking out of her front door to her car. She could still smell the fruity scent from her big blasts even from her house. Her gas was that severe when she ate the yogurt, and she grew to love it, as long as she didn’t get trapped in cramped places while bloating, though. As she got in her car she remembered how much damage she did to her car when she let out her explosive final boom during a traffic jam. Needless to say, that’s why this is an entirely different car, and that new car smell was long gone. She pulled her seat closer and started it up, backing out of her driveway and getting onto the street as she headed to her job.

The morning traffic was very light, allowing her to breeze through her route stress free. And even if she did have someone in front of her that didn’t know how to use their blinkers-

BLLORRROLPT!

Her coping mechanisms were here to help. A solid thumping fart boomed into her upholstery, making it feel like she drove over road grooves for 6 seconds. The peachy scent filled her car and her nostrils, much to her delight, and she forgot about the poor driver soon behind her. Maybe her fruity smell would wake them up.

As she drove into the parking lot, the memory of that fateful day flashed back into her mind. She let out a fart so bad it flipped cars! That explained why most of these cars had cracked windows and scratched tops and sides. She felt a bit bad, but she was going to be sure to apologize. As she got out of her car, she made sure to leave a gusty *BBLLRRRLLLPT!* into her car, a powerful fart that shook the area around her for 9 seconds. She felt that one bubbling in her and she knew that holding that in to let out inside the building would spell disaster. This was starting to seem like a risky idea, but she was just going to be farting. It doesn’t even smell bad! She was sure she’d have no problems as long as what happened that day doesn’t happen again.

She walked in, on the first floor. Honestly, she was surprised, there were dents and cracks in the walls where she could have sworn the file cabinets were. And it still smells fruity… ‘Oh geez, was it that bad? I mean, I flipped cars, so I guess, but why is the smell still here? It’s faint but still…’ She walked past a few workers that gave her a few funny looks. Maybe it was because they knew she was the culprit. Or maybe it was her chest bouncing around in her shirt as she walked. Either way, she handled it well and got into the elevator, heading up to her main floor.

She expected the elevator to smell fruity but that wasn’t the case. In fact, it smelled like a wholly different set of farts. It smelled heavy of a breakfast filled with eggs, waffles, a bit of dairy, and a lot of coffee. A lot of coffee… Belinda fanned her face a bit. It wasn’t too offending but it was sure as hell overwhelming. Someone clearly has an ass ragefully ripping out farts. Belinda chuckled a bit, she should probably offer them the yogurt, gas like this probably means their insides are as healthy as hers. Speaking of healthy digestion, she decided to get this smell out of the elevator with a nice fart-

As the elevator doors opened, Belinda held her gas in like her life depended on it. In front of her, all she could see was a cream white ass, huge globular cheeks big as beach balls halfway covered in what seemed to be a pure white skirt, and candy apple red hair above on its owner. It was Jennifer Adeline, the CEO of the entire parent company and everything below it, along with currently having a hand in the operations of the city. A very important person and the only reason she was here had to be because of Belinda. The woman turned, scarlet red eyes locking onto Belinda.

“You!” Jennifer shouted, seeing the cause of the destruction in the building. Belinda nearly yelped, Adeline’s stare hitting her in a place that commanded full obligation.

“Y-yes, Ms. Adeline? Is there a problem-”

“Don’t appease me… You know the problem, and we’re going to discuss just what should be done with it. Let’s go to the meeting room you decided to total with your reckless ass.” Jennifer spoke with such venom in her tone, Belinda felt like she was going to pass out from the stress. The wrathful redhead turned and walked towards the meeting room on the floor, Belinda holding her stomach and following. There was no way she was going to fart around Adeline! Her belly began to fill up, now looking like a basketball was hiding in her shirt already. This wasn’t good, she only just started her day and now she had to hold in. ‘Did the other employees call her? No, that’s too scary, wasting her time is a death sentence. Why isn’t HR here?! Why Adeline?! Holy shit I might get fired! Or worse!’

Belinda was no stranger to the stories about the bottom heavy CEO. Adeline’s ass had… strange qualities. It grows with her emotions, mainly with her anger which she barely can manage. You can say it’s the stress of suddenly having so much responsibility and needing it to go perfectly, but many people feel like she loses it for small things. Bumping into her was enough to have her ass fill an entire room. And that doesn’t mention how much the stress makes her insides make so much gas, which gets worse with how big her ass is at the time. All of this makes her ass quite destructive as well.

‘Wait, that’s it! Maybe she’s here because she understands! M-Maybe I won’t get pinned under an ass the size of a house. A silver lining, always think for it…’

Jennifer turned, motioning for Belinda to enter the room. Belinda did so, looking around at the chairs in the ceiling, the table currently lodged into the wall. The worried yogurt lover sighed, standing to the side as Jennifer pushed one of the chairs to Belinda to sit, and brought a chair for herself to sit in.

“Now, let’s discuss what your little event did to the building…” Adeline sat down. The chair she had could have fit a plus sized person perfectly fine, but her massive moons engulfed it without effort, not a sound was heard. It looked like she was just sitting on her beanbag-like ass. It was like the chair was swallowed up like it didn’t exist. “For 3 days the entire building was circulating the smell of unbearably fruity yogurt, reducing the focus of our workers and slowing down our efficiency by 30%. 2 meeting rooms were damaged and also filled with the smell, meaning workers had to take their time and move to another floor for meetings which still had the smell, making all of our minutes suffer-”

“I actually have the mi-”

“Do NOT INTERRUPT ME!” Jennifer’s ass boomed in size, doubling up less than a second, the sound of wobbling flesh and a muffled creaking of that poor chair were all Belinda could hear as she flinched and locked her mouth shut. Jennifer rested back on her van sized ass and continued. “You ruined a week of important work, ruined the transportation options of many employees, and you took a 5 day vacation like it was nothing, thinking you could come back and apologize, correct?”

Belinda was silent, except for her gut with soon made loud sharp bubbling noises, her shirt stretching as the gas was more easily making her bloat up thanks to her frequent growing. Much to Belinda’s fear, Jennifer noticed and called her out immediately.

“Are you serious?... Is this the same bloating that cause all of this? You decided to do the exact same thing again?”

“N-No! I just, I-”

“Get out and go back to work, and I’ll be monitoring you, for now, to make sure this does not happen again today-”

Brrroooroppp-

Belinda’s heart sank as it began to slip out, sounding like a heavy chair dragging across the floor as it had a squeaking puttering sound. Jennifer’s glare lowered, and then she stood up, her ass quivering behind her as she walked forward. “Actually, I have a change of plans to make sure you don’t total this building altogether, because like hell am I going to let you-”

-PPPRRAALALLLLBBLT!

Belinda lost her grip as she watched Jennifer sauntered forward, letting loose a powerful gust that nearly recreated the moment that sent this room to shambles. The ground shook, Jennifer stood and tanked it all as her hair blew for the 11 seconds of earthquaking gas, the peachy scent of today’s yogurt filling the room completely. Belinda sighed as she held her stomach, before farting again, this time nearly double the power, blasting her chair into the wall behind her and shaking the chairs in the ceiling out just to have them blown around in the tornado of gas and lodged back into a new place. She held her stomach as she decided her time here was already over and doubled down to-

*SPLLOOMP!*

“Mmph?! MMMPH!” Belinda found her sight, no, her entire body trapped in tight darkness, soft but very cramped darkness. She shook around, her ass still thumping whatever was around her with her powerful, fruity, flatus. The walls around her wobbled and clapped onto her, like an ass-

Belinda found a bit of air to open her mouth. “ADELINE LET ME OUT OF YOUR ASS! NO!”

Jennifer sat down, her gigantic van sized ass violently vibrating as Belinda’s butt boomed within her deep cheeks. No air escaped, rather all of Belinda’s farting was contained in whatever ‘hammerspace’ her ass had. It was yet another quirk her ass had, and today she was using it strategically. “You’ll be let out when I feel you’ve made up your work.” Jennifer stood, pulling out her phone. “I’m sending you what I want you to work on. Yes, you’ll do it from your mobile tablet, and when you finish, you will be let out outside of the building where you can fart in relative peace. Until then, consider this a punishment, because looking at your history, firing you isn’t worth it.”

Belinda took the compliment but still wanted out. She moved around, feeling so odd. She got out her phone and tried to get some light, but it didn’t help. It was like up, down, left, right, it was all her CEO’s immense ass meat, yet she could move. The scent of Adeline’s own gas was strong within, but Belinda’s booty was changing the atmosphere fast.

BBRROORROOALALLPRR-

PPPRROOOOORRAAAAALLLAAAARRRRRLLBBLMMPHHT!

Belinda pushed out something fierce, a bubbling eruption of pressurized gas that made her booty cheek prison quake, and Jennifer’s ass went into a full-on twerk, bouncing madly. This, understandably, infuriated Jennifer to no end, and with her own breakfast brewing in her, she countered Belinda’s fart with a bubble of her own. A bubble that was so powerful, so chaotic in its tone and bass and thickness of that strong coffee scent that Belinda couldn’t even hear, smell, or even feel her own butt bomb for the entire 22 seconds Adeline pushed hers out.

The outside world fared no better. This fart escaped the confines of those white cheeks since it was Adeline’s own gas, and it finished off the meeting room for good. Nothing was able to be lodged into walls or the ceiling for more than a second before the strong gales whipped it somewhere else. Outside on the rest of the floor, all of the employees were on the floor as if an actual earthquake was threatening the building. It was Ms. Adeline’s own anger that was the force of nature to the poor room and anyone able to hear or feel what her ass could do.

When the dust and chairs settled, Adeline squeezed her ass out of the door. The sheer softness of her ass allowed it to pass through with a bit of effort, but now there was an ass the size of the actual meeting room bouncing around as she walked. With Adeline as the authority in the room, the workers quickly got out of the way, moving their desks away from the giant swelling ass cheeks, and hearing the low constant bass of a muffled explosion somewhere near her.

While Jennifer made her way to her private floor on the building, Belinda was inside that ass blasting away. 14 second bubblers, 17 second rippers, she held nothing back. There was no need to, she was stuck in there, and she grumpily got to work on whatever Adeline gave her, which thankfully was stuff her tablet could process. She looked at her belly, now a beach ball in its own size, still filling up with gas despite her efforts to fart. It might be a good thing Adeline was here, Belinda was on a course to do the same catastrophic fart fest, her belly taut like an overfilled tire. Thankfully when she burst, maybe it’d send the message to a certain redhead to let her out, sooner rather than later.

The trek up the stairs was hell for anyone that wasn’t Adeline. She was used to ripping her powerful farts and could care less, even with how much she knew it could bother others. But she was the boss, and she had things to do that were more important. Besides, it was the staircase. A few dozen second farts smothering people with her waffles and coffee wouldn’t do too much to efficiency that they wouldn’t do to themselves. What was happening was that Adeline’s gas was showing signs that she needed to let her breakfast leave her body, which had to wait as her ass had a passenger not ready to leave yet.

At least, she wasn’t until Adeline got an email with a set of forms, meeting minutes, and documents all filled out by Belinda. Jennifer’s ass began to rumble again with another bomb from Belinda, swelling up in size as her ass began to inflate as well with such plentiful gas. Adeline quickened her pace, reaching the floor to her office but finding herself stuck as her own ass too had become not only too large to fit in the entire staircase, let alone the door, but also taut, Belinda’s gas filling it up tight. Within, Jennifer could feel a large ball beginning to shake, before once again, Belinda blew, her belly unable to contain the massive buildup of pent-up gas.

BBLLRLB-BBRROOORROALLRRLALALLLLRRLLLPPPLLLT!

Like a two-stage rocket, her explosion started out with a fart, fierce and wet, bloating Adeline’s ass up to fill the staircase for an entire two stories with the hundreds of liters of peachy gas that blasted out in a mere 7 seconds, before the true bulk of her popping blasted out afterward, sending Adeline’s ass into a growth fit that went for several stories, and soon, Adeline’s ass had to eject the gas as well, making the entire building suffer her ass’s fate.

PPRRRRAAALLAALLRRAAAAAALLLLLVVMLLLPT!

The entire building was experiencing internal winds as if a tornado was swallowing the building, the sounds of the world threatening fart echoing into the ears of everyone present for the entire block as both bellies and booties deflated rapidly. Desks and tables and people on the inside, cars and trees on the outside, it was complete and utter devastation for minutes on end, before eventually, their asses ended the aromatic assault.

The entire building smelled like a chaotic mix of breakfast and fruit blended together in coffee for some experimental milkshake. Adeline squeezed into her floor, finally able to do so now that Belinda was finished. Inside those cheeks, Belinda was in bliss yet again, though less so because of the circumstances. Yet she didn’t shy away from her chance.

“S-So, now that I finished my work and let out all my gas, c-can I come out now.”

You could hear Jennifer’s angry silence, but the answer wasn’t what Belinda expected. “Sure, I see no reason to keep you in since you’ve already done what I feared. I’ll let you out now.” Jennifer looked to the left, spotting just the room she needed to see.

“O-oh, uh, t-thank you, Ms. Adeline! I assure you, I will not make another mistake like that- *ggrrorrgl* ...again?” Belinda heard the dropping of a toilet seat. “M-Ms. Adeline what’s going on?!”

“I’m letting you out, of course, along with everything else I have. Don’t worry, there’s a shower in this bathroom too.” Adeline stood, her immense SUV sized rump looming over the poor toilet like a beast, and it was about to let out its wrath upon the poor porcelain.

pffrrrrRRALAP-BBRSCHLCKKRRCK-PPLOOSHHLLRCRBLLALCKT!

Her shit was swift but chaotic, a small bit of gas escaping before Belinda felt herself move as a large mass rammed into her. She saw light, and then saw brown, a lot of brown as she fell to the floor with a 2 foot wide, 6 foot long turd wetly smashed and collapsed onto her, followed by more immense logs pushed out to the tune of loud wet violent farting, the massive ass above quaking as log after log fired out, burying Belinda and the poor toilet that couldn’t fit a single pound of Jennifer’s waste within. Adeline held onto the stalls as she grunted and pushed out her big breakfast dump, a frown on her face as she knew she’d have to call in her cleanup crew. She looked down as something bumped her foot. It seems that Belinda’s purse fell out and a cup of yogurt rolled to Jennifer’s view. “So this, hhng *BLLARRLLFLCK* huff, is the yogurt, huh?”

She squatted down to pick it up, another hefty load of soft muddy shit booming out from the effort. “Well, now I know who to inspect next.” After one more beefy tree crashed down onto the pile, Adeline walked out from the stall, heading to the shower to clean up. “Your insurance will hand out payment since I got carried away, so I guess this wasn’t much of a punishment, but make sure you watch what you eat, or you won’t be employed the next time this happens to you. Head home after this, I don’t expect you to work with… this at the start of your day.”

Belinda quivered under the dump her CEO let out on her. Somehow, Belinda saw the silver lining. She’d get a huge insurance payout. She could probably get a stash of the yogurt before Adeline goes and shoves that place up her ass too. The silver lining, even under a mountain of brown.