‘Fast’ was out of the question, at least for Joanna. Her new build was extremely awkward, and she felt like she’d never get used to it. She took wide, waddling steps that covered very little ground, her arms waving comically from her sides with each step. After just a short distance, her mother was far ahead of her, and she was tired, struggling to keep up. Only the growing fullness in her enormously fat udders kept her moving.
At the entrance to the mall, she ran into her first obstacle. The sliding doors opened wide, but as she huffed and puffed her way through, the unthinkable happened.
Her hips hit both sides of the wide entrance at once.
She hadn’t been expecting to be so wide that even these doors would be a problem, and she’d walked into them at full speed. She tried to push through, but quickly realized her new embarrassing predicament.
She was stuck. Between her overall weakness and unwieldy bulk, she was totally unable to escape the grip of the door frame.
Her mother turned, and gave her a condescending glare.
“What are you waiting for? I thought you were in a rush.”
“I’m… stuck…” She could feel herself turning red.
“Well, hopefully not for much longer.” Her mother looked behind her, just as she started to hear voices behind her.
“Whoa, what’s this?” A young, masculine voice practically shouted. Joanna winced, worried the commentary would draw even more attention to her.
A second, deeper voice added, “Damn, I’m not normally into fat girls, but this is something else.”
“C’mon, Matt, we all know you’re into big asses,” a young woman’s voice joined the first two. “But honestly, looking at this? I get it.”
“Is this a new thing the mall is offering?” A fourth voice spoke up, and Joanna yelped as she felt a firm grip on one of her ballooning cheeks. “Complementary fat girl for your groping pleasure?”
“Hey! Hands off!”Joanna couldn’t quite turn enough to see the group, but yelled back over her shoulder.
“You guys gotta feel this.”
“Whoa, youre right, she feels so fucking hot.”
“Oh look! She’s got an Only Fans, I’m subscribing right now.”
More hands joined in on her ass, completely ignoring her protests. Joanna squirmed at the touch. “Hey! Hey! Are you listening to me?”
“Hello!” Joanna’s mother called to the group from the front side of the stuck girl. “My wide load of a daughter insisted we come here to parade in front of strangers, and now she’s immediately gotten stuck. Would you four be willing to help us?”
“Oh, absolute, anything to get more of my hands on this bitch.”
“Hey, wait for me, I want in on this-”
“Whoa, I’ve never felt an ass this big-”
“Damn, look at these shorts, what a slut-”
She felt a number of hands grabbing, pressing, groping her from every angle, completely removing any dignity she might have had left. They were taking their time, each more concerned with copping a feel and jiggling her massive behind than actually getting her out of the door.
“No, you’re supposed to be pushing!” She yelled back to them.
But the grabbing continued, probing hands reaching all around, above, and under her colossal ass.
“Here, I’m gonna get up close-”
“The door’s too big, I want to grab her tits, too-”
“Look at her squirm, she’s loving this-”
She began to feel what was, in this new reality, a common sensation for her. The boys were pushing up against her, thrusting their hips against her as they squeezed and pushed. And It wasn’t just their hips. She realized just how incredibly sensitive her new ass was. She could feel the smaller hands of the girl on her left cheek, her nails slightly longer than the other pairs of hands. She could feel the calluses on the hands of one on her right cheek, mostly on his palms. He must have been a weight lifter. And she swore, as the boys rubbed their crotches on her while they pushed, she could feel every line of denim in their jeans, every curve and angle of the packages beneath. And she could feel them growing harder.
After a few long moments of being felt up, eventually she felt enough force from behind her that she heaved herself forward and popped free of the door.
But her center of gravity was completely different from what she was used to. Her fat arms swung in small circles as she desperately tried to stay upright, before losing the battle and falling forward. Her fat stomach and heaving breasts kept her from catching herself with her hands, and she belly flopped right onto the floor. It probably would have hurt if she wasn’t safely cocooned in a mountain of fat. The only pain she felt was the increased pressure in her full breasts as they slapped against the ground. The cowbell around her neck gave a soft clang.
She struggled to stand up. Her arms could still reach the ground to push herself up, thankfully, but her fat legs could barely bend to get under her body. She flailed, trying her best to stand up and directly face the group that had taken advantage of her situation.
“Is she stuck on the ground?”
“Haha, look, she’s helpless.”
“Does she want someone to take advantage of her?”
Joanna finally got her knees underneath herself, and was able to, with one big, final effort, stand back up on two feet. After a long, unwieldy spin, she was facing the group that had ‘helped’ her.