School prom had arrived, and naturally Brittany wanted to go with her new boyfriend, Zachary.
Zach of course had no interest in attending prom with his massive girlfriend, but as per usual,
her brother Brad made sure that his beloved sister got exactly what she wanted.

Despite his apprehension, Zach had made an effort to look his absolute best, donning his rather
costly tuxedo that he knew would have to be heavily dry cleaned by the end of the night, given
his experiences with Brittany.

Anticipating the worst, Zach stood at the curb in front of his house to wait for Brad to pick him
up. After a few minutes, Brad pulled up, but strangely the backseat of the car was empty. At first
the boy figured that she just wasn’t attending, that maybe she got sick or something, but he

quickly realized the flaw in that theory, being that it wouldn’t make sense for Brad to be picking
him up if that were the case. Nevertheless, Zach entered his bully’s car.

“Yeah, Brittany’s having a little trouble getting ready, so I decided to pick you and my date up as
she finishes up, just to keep you from having to wait, you know?” Brad explained, having noticed
Zachary’s confusion. This was admittedly the first time Zach had heard anything about Brad
having a date, though given how Brad was the kind of guy that girls tended to lust over, he paid
little mind to this at first.

“You wanna know something funny? The girl I’m dating’s named Brittany too.” Brad commented
as he drove to his girlfriend’s house. Immediately Zach was alarmed by this comment, the only
other Brittany Zach knew was the girl he had a crush on, and while there could have been a
third Brittany who he simply didn’t know, he couldn’t help but fear for the worst.

To Zach’s dismay, his worst fears were completely true, as once Brad parked outside of his
date’s house, the girl of his dreams came out, looking as beautiful as ever in her fancy dress.
The beautiful girl climbed into Brad’s car and immediately shared a kiss with her boyfriend, all
while poor Zach watched with envy.

“By the way, don’t mind Zach, he’s my sister’s date.” Brad told his date once the two finished a
rather intimate makeout session.

“Oh, I didn’t even notice him! Hey Zach.” Brittany said as she looked back to notice the meek
little boy sitting alone behind them, with him only replying with an awkward wave, making an
effort to hold back his tears.

With that out of the way, Brad drove back home to pick up his sister. Once they arrived, the
larger Brittany came out the front door in a far less elegant manner than Brad’s date. She had
on a dress that appeared to be a few sizes too small, despite having been the largest size
available at the boutique she got it from. This being something that heavily contrasted with her
boyfriend, who had gotten his suit from the kids’ section, since that’s all that would fit his
pathetically small body.

“Hey Zachie!” Brittany said as she opened the backdoor and gave her tiny boyfriend a tight hug,
smothering him in her exposed cleavage for about a minute. After this, she turned around and
squeezed her way into the car, and as he large rump approached the terrified Zach, her small

dress hiked up her rear, revealing her thong clad ass to the boy who would soon find himself
buried under it as the clueless girl decided to “sit on his lap”, much like many times before.

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“Uh, excuse me.” Brittany said as she let out a large car-shaking fart after sitting down, a bit
embarrassed by having farted in front of Brad’s new girlfriend.

“It’s fine, it’s not like we can smell it over here anyways.” Brad replied.

“Uh, but what about Zach?” the smaller Brittany said, showing a bit of concern for the poor boy.

“Oh, he’s fine. Once he spent a whole day in her ass, so I’m sure a fart like that wouldn’t bother
him.” Brad joked, kind of grossing out his date and probably ruining her perception of Zach in
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As Brad drove to school, Brittany cluelessly tortured her poor boyfriend by blasting him with a
barrage of gas, trapping him in a position he had grown all too familiar with, albeit one with a
stench he could never grow used to.

Eventually, the pair of couples arrived at their school, Brad was the the first to leave his car,
walking over to the side of the passenger seat and opened up the door, lifting his girlfriend out of
her seat in a chivilous manner.

“Hey Zach, aren’t you going to carry your girlfriend in too?” Brad asked, solely intending on
messing with poor Zachary by forcing him into an impossible task that would only lead to him
getting hurt. Not really thinking of the obvious complications, Brittany eagerly agreed, leaning
forward to allow her small boyfriend to squeeze himself out from under her.

Zachary knew right away that this would end poorly for him, but as per usual, he lacked the
willpower to say no, so instead he just held his arms as his giant girlfriend backed up towards
him. As anyone could have guessed, Brittany ended up crushing poor Zach under her fat ass
the moment she gleefully jumped out of the car.

“Err, sorry Zachie, I guess I got a bit carried away for a moment.” Brittany sheepishly apologized
as she found herself on the ground, once again sitting on her date’s entire form.

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As she lifted herself off of the ground, Brittany hit Zach with another powerful fart, as if to add
insult to injury. While Brad and his date had the privilege of being able to cover their noses,
Zachary’s body was still aching from having been crushed by a girl several times his weight,
giving him no choice but to once again take her gas to the face.

“Come on Zach, are you gonna get up or not?” Brad asked in a joking manner as Zach lied on
the ground, struggling to pull himself together.

“Here Zachie, I’ll carry you in.” Brittany said as she lifted up her tiny boyfriend, holding him up
against her squishy breast.

The two siblings carried their respective dates into their school and entered the gymnasium
where the event was being held.

“Ooh! Pizza!” Brittany cheered as she noticed the catering table, letting her gluttonous nature
get the best of her as she ran toward the table and began scarfing down slice after slice, letting

go of her boyfriend in the process. While the pizza was free with admission, Zach had a feeling
that he’d wind up paying for her appetite regardless.

After gorging down on pizza, Brittany decided to hit the dance floor with her boyfriend. At first,
she wasn’t sure what she’d do with him, but when she noticed a couple of girls grinding their
rears onto their dates, she was inspired to do the same. “Zachie loves my booty, after all.”
Brittany thought to herself.

She pinned Zachary up against a wall with her massive backside, though unlike with the other
couples, who’s rears were up against their dates’ crotches, the significant height difference
between Zach and Brittany instead had her smelly ass pressed right up against his face.

Brittany of course wasn’t bothered by this in the slightest, having grown to love the feeling of
Zachary’s face in her crack. Instead, she proceeded to grind herself onto him, rubbing her
massive ass in his face. If that wasn’t bad enough however, the combination of Brittany’s body
shaking and her stomach being full of pizza made it pretty easy for Zach to see where this was
going.

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As she grinded herself onto her unfortunate boyfriend, Brittany let out more of her gas. To her
relief, the loud music drowned out the sound of her farts for anyone who wasn’t right behind her
ass.

About an hour of pain and humiliation went by for Zachary, with him often finding his face
pressed into Brittany’s gassy ass in one way or another. After this however came the slow
dance, and while the idea of sharing an intimate dance with his oblivious tormentress wasn’t
ideal, he figured that at the very least nothing would go wrong for him here.

That’s what he assumed anyways, however not long into the dance, Brittany lost her footing and
tripped forward, landing herself onto Zach, smothering his face in her sweaty breasts in the
process.

“Hehe, sorry Zachie. You know how clumsy I can be sometimes!” Brittany joked as she got off
the floor, lifting Zach up with her as his face remained wedged in her cleavage. Making matters
worse was the fact that the whole crowd had noticed him getting stuck in this humiliating
position, and many of his peers watched as he struggled to free himself from Brittany's breast.

“And now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for, the crowning of our Prom King and
Queen.” a rather unenthusiastic announcer called out on the speakers after a few minutes of
slow dancing, “This year's winners are... Zachary Henderson and Brittany Jones.”

Zach couldn’t help but find this announcement confusing, as neither he nor Brittany were
particularly popular, so he figured that this must have been a result of Brad intimidating the
judges, or something like that.

“Oh my gosh! Zachie, we won!” Brittany cheered as she grabbed her tiny boyfriend and pulled
him with her as she ran up onto the set they had for the crowning ceremony, where Brittany
delivered a long speech about how much she loved “Her Zachie” and how she wants to be with
him “forever and ever”, stuff that would be rather heartwarming had it not have been coming
from a girl who had been unwittingly making his life miserable.

“Well, aren’t you gonna carry your queen down the aisle? It’s school tradition, you know.” Brad
said to Zach. Brittany, having overheard this, lunged back towards Zach without a second
thought, apparently having forgotten what had happened earlier

“Aw, feeling a bit tired? Come to think of it, all that dancing has gotten me a bit worn out too.”
Brittany said as she assumed that had simply collapsed from exhaustion, which wasn’t really
that far from the truth. She then took the opportunity to get some rest herself and leaned back
up against the wall, unfortunately leaving Zachary under her in the process.

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As the rest of the teens continued enjoying their prom, Zach remained trapped under Brittany’s
gassy ass, having been completely broken by his oblivious lover. This carried on until eventually,
everyone but Zach, Brad, and the Brittany’s had left.

“Hey Brittany, have a good time?” Brad asked as he walked up to his relaxed sister.

“You bet! This was the best night of my life!” Brittany said as she got off of Zachary’s crushed
body.

“And I owe it all to you, Zachie!” she added as she picked up the barely conscious boy and gave
him a sloppy kiss, as Brad and his date watched with both amusement and disgust.
Zachary of course couldn’t agree less, but at this point he had no choice but to accept that he’d
probably be stuck with Brittany for the rest of his life.