Jailer Judy - Part 2 (SSBBW, Vore, Sex)

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#7 of Escape from Zootopia

Judy can still walk... technically speaking. It's a little harder to walk after she jams three people down her gullet. Say, how long do you think Nick could survive under her colossal bulk...?


The old police station had just a few cell blocks. Chipped tile lined the floor, and concrete walls separated cells that were sealed with tall, iron bars. Sparse lights overhead cast the block in a dim, yellowed light.

Judy's black, shining boots clacked on the concrete ground. Despite her incalculable weight, she wore vinyl, platform boots. Its material groaned and stretched around her puffy hindpaws. Her calves billowed wide in the flashy vinyl, and their heavy fat flowed down below her hindpaws. They only hovered above the ground because of the height granted by her platforms. Her thighs burst out past her boots in rolls that swallowed down the entire length of her calves. Their girth forced her feet as far apart as she could spread her legs, and each thigh flared as wide as she was tall. While her thighs expanded with heavy, dense curves, her hips arced out under her waist like spheres of jiggling blubber. As impossibly broad as her legs were, her ass blimped even further. Rippling folds gathered where her ass weighed against the back of her thighs, but from there, her cheeks jut out behind her like smooth planetoids. They rested on the ground, and they piled high in lard until they peaked behind her ears. She dragged them in her wake, and they almost reached from one side of the hallway to the other.

Her stomach projected before her with a vast lower roll that draped over her legs and swept far in front of her; at the very least, it was longer than Nick's upper body. Three studded straps wrapped under it: one under the middle, and one under either side. The straps met between her tits. From there, two belts spanned up over her rack and hung from her fat shoulders. The outfit hoisted her midsection up from the ground, although her belly flab pursed out between them. Her breasts loomed yet larger, capping past her stomach and wider than her hips in black, studded bra cups. Her arms stacked thick with flesh and rested on her waist. They were crammed helplessly; her tits formed a wall in front of them, and her ass blocked her from moving them back.

With the cups holding her tits up, they peaked as high as her forehead. Judy's chin gathered in mudslide rolls against her shoulders and chest, and her little bunny nose stuck out from the pile of adipose. Her lips plumped thicker than her fingers. The strap of her eyepatch dug into her fat head.

In total, Judy was a heap of obesity held together with black straps.

Judy's head looked side to side, grinding her face against her overflowing cheeks. "Hwhich prishoner, (hourf), should I eat, (puhff), firsht?"

Nick walked beside her. His forepaws slacked into his trench coat pockets, and his heart thumped with anticipation. This was his favorite part of the day.

People stuffed the cells on either side of the hallway. Some quivered anxiously, some waited with boredom, and others looked on with hope.

One ferret in particular clung to his cell's bars with white knuckles. His eyes bulged out, and his teeth chattered.

Nick pointed. "We skip that guy every day, and he just gets worse and worse. I think it's time for you to put him out of his misery."

Judy licked her fat lips. "You're hright. (Gulp.) It'sh, (hwoof), the right thing to do." As she spoke, her juicy lips slapped.

Nick walked up to the ferret's cell door.

The ferret's rowdy cellmates pushed him against the bars.

Nick took out a clattering ring of keys and unlocked the door. He slid it open.

The ferret tumbled out, dodging past Nick.

Nick rushed to lock the door, then dived for the ferret.

The ferret leapt up and away from Nick's tackle.

Judy stood still, and her mass formed a blockade in the hallway.

The ferret landed in her cleavage.

Judy squeezed her arms inward, pushing her huge tits together.

The ferret popped out of her squashed boobs. He flew over her tall ears.

Nick scrambled to his feet and darted to Judy's rump.

The ferret landed on Judy's ass, straddling its crack with one hindpaw sunk into either cheek.

Nick groped each of Judy's cheeks. His forepaws clutched two copious handfuls of doughy ass fat. He yanked his arms apart, spreading her cheeks.

The ferret lost his footing and tumbled between them.

Nick clamped Judy's corpulent cheeks shut over him.

The ferret struggled inside. From deep inside Judy's mass, he rocked oscillations through her. The vibrations died down, though, and eventually, her ass rested.

Nick parted her butt cleavage once more.

The ferret plummeted to the ground, and his lungs heaved.

Nick bent down and pressed into Judy's rump, so that his shoulders opened her cheeks. He wrapped his arms under the ferret's armpits and lugged him up.

The tuckered ferret made for easy-to-carry prey.

Nick dragged him to Judy's front.

Luckily, even with platform shoes, Judy was a head shorter than Nick. It helped that her legs spread apart so wide, rather than standing straight.

Nick draped the ferret down into Judy's cleavage. "Alright, he's all yours. Just pick him up, Carrots."

Judy giggled, breathy. "Foxh, (huff), you know my boobsh are too bigh to, (whoof), ushe my armsh." She moved her overstuffed arms forward, but their fat immediately collided with her breasts, smothering them over the ferret.

Nick bit his lower lip. "I know." Nick leaned down between Judy's breasts and nudged the ferret from behind.

Judy opened her mouth, pushing her cheeks back and squishing her neck lard under her mandible.

Nick pushed onward, putting the ferret in Judy's big mouth.

Judy wrapped her mouth over the ferret's head. She kneaded his upper body in her fat lips.

Nick kept pressing, and by now, his chest rested between Judy's breasts.

Judy's rack hugged him on either side with rolling mounds of warm, dense fat.

The ferret's skinny form slipped easily down Judy's gullet. As he traveled down, he bulged her neck like a beachball before passing into her vast stomach. The poor guy was a mere drop in her oceanic figure.

Nick settled in Judy's cleavage from his head all the way down below his hips. Nearly his whole body was enveloped in big bunny blubber. He reached forward, grabbed her bloated cheeks, and pulled her into a deep kiss. His face leaned into her fluffy cheeks and puffy chin, and his mouth sealed over her corpulent lips. His tongue plunged inside.

She met his tongue.

His tongue lapped at her ravenously.

Her tongue met him with calm strength, moderating his eagerness.

Nick backed out. "Carrots..."

Judy shook her head, flopping her cheeks. "Not hyet, loverboy. (Ghuhf.) I'mh shtarving."

Nick stood up and adjusted his pants. "Ohh, I love you when you're hungry."

Judy nodded forward, wobbling her boundless bosom. "Hhe looksh like, (hurf), a fhilling meal."

Nick followed her gaze to a cell with a muscle-bound badger. His tousled, black fur had white stripes. He hunched forward, with his elbows against the insides of his thighs. He held a chubby weasel in one hand and a fat rat in the other. One after the other, he lifted them. Each lift popped his biceps, which were larger than his head. Of course, that head was supported by thick neck muscles. His bare abs sported a bulging six-pack, his thighs pulled his shorts taut, and even his calves rippled with muscle.

Nick opened the cell. "Alright, meathead, your turn."

The badger looked to his cellmates.

Nick coughed. "You, doing curls. Get up and come out."

The badger put down his dumbbells and patted each one on his head. Then, he stomped out of the cell with a blank, docile expression. "Where we goin'?"

Nick closed the door. "You honestly don't know?"

The badger blinked. "Lunch?"

Nick put his forepaw to his forehead. "Yes. At 8 o'clock at night, we're taking you out of your cell, and just you, to get lunch. See that lady over there?" Nick pointed to Judy.

Judy held her mouth wide open, with her hungry tongue lolled out.

Nick patted the badger on the back. "She's got all kinds of protein for you inside her mouth."

The badger grinned. "Alright, count me in!" He crawled onto Judy's cushy rack. His heavy muscles sank deep into her abundant fat. He put one forepaw on Judy's tongue and pulled on it while he peered into her gullet. "Is this right?"

Nick nodded. "Yeah, yeah! Just keep going, you can't miss it."

The badger shrugged. "Well, alright!" He reached both hands into her mouth and tugged himself into her.

Judy's eye went wide, and she choked, hopping her gut and bopping her tits.

The badger sank himself right into her with a wet squelch.

Her gut bounced outward, and her fur thinned, stretched by the hundreds of pounds dumped right into her stomach. It expanded under her breasts, pushing them up and aside. Her stomach suspenders groaned as her fat poured thicker around them. Her gut rumbled, and she opened her mouth to crack a lazy, rippling belch, "BwoOoOoOrp."

Nick rubbed her bloated middle. "How are you feeling?"

Judy smacked her lips. "Satishfied, (hoohf)."

Then, an energetic, flamboyant voice shouted, "Me, me, me!"

Nick turned around to find its source.

There was Gideon Grey in another cell. The obese fox had a face piled thick with adipose. His moobs strained his overall straps, while his gut hung by his knees and poured out of the sides of his clothes. His stocky legs popped his pants' seams. "Do me next!"

Nick walked up to the cell. "Gideon Grey...?"

Judy trundled behind. "Ghideon, (puhff), Ghrey...?"

Gideon sighed. "Yes, it's me. Watching you grow bigger and bigger has been an inspiration. And after a time, I realized, I never wanted to EAT you. No, I wanted to be eaten BY you! I've been plumping myself up, just waiting for the day that you'd come by here and, dog willing, eat me."

Judy sniffled. "Oh... (huff)... hwow..." Her belly glorped. "I'd love to."

Nick knocked on her stiff, talking gut. "You sure you have room there?"

Judy narrowed her eye at Nick. "Oh, (huhff), please. I can't hremember, (HIC!) the lasht (whurrrp) time I wasn't shtuffed to the, (hrnngh), gills."

Nick slapped her belly playfully. "Attagirl." He unlocked the cell door.

Gideon waddled out. He leaned between Judy's rotund boobs, plapping his furry moobs and heavy gut against her.

Judy's stomach groaned under the added weight, "groooarr." Her back bowed forward from the strain, touching her gut to the ground.

Gideon trembled. "You're even softer than I imagined."

Judy giggled with a girlish blush, and her laughter rocked her tits around Gideon.

Gideon dug his forepaws into the creases between Judy's breasts and her chest, and he pulled himself towards her waiting maw. He crawled head-first into her. He wriggled his chubby head and stocky shoulders past her lips. After that, his hindpaws fumbled. They kicked at his underbelly and slipped on Judy's boobs.

Nick approached Gideon from behind, leaned down between the fox's legs, and slapped his forepaws to the plump rump before him.

Gideon's ass billowed like two overripe watermelons of pudding, and they spilled around Nick's grip. They had ripped open the seat of his overalls, letting red, furry fat flood out. The harder Nick pushed, the wider the rip grew.

Gideon's abs bunched at Judy's mandible.

Nick grabbed doughy pawfuls of Gideon's underbelly and shoved it forward, against Judy's fat face.

Even through the denim, the belly squished and kneaded in his grip.

Of course, Nick had to spread his arms wide to reach the sides of Gideon's belly, where bare flesh flowed out of his overalls. As Nick held warm, plush lard in his forepaws, his face leaned against Gideon's rotund, ever-escaping butt.

Nick put everything he had into shouldering Gideon onward, from mashing his face against the other fox's bubbly backside to jamming Gideon's heavy, swollen gut into Judy's wide, corpulent face. He packed the end of Gideon's gut into her, then thrust the fox's ass into her mouth.

She sucked Gideon's lardy legs down with a loud "sssslurp!" Her neck blimped momentarily, bursting out against her tits. Then, her belly hopped under Nick.

Nick stood back up. "Whew!" Feeling light-headed, he loosed a chuckle.

Judy cocked her head. "Fox? (HIC!) Are yhou turned on, (hoourf), bhy Ghideon Ghrey?"

Nick gulped, and his ears stood on end. "What?!"

Judy smiled. "I thinkh yhou are! That'sh the, (guuhf), shame blush you ghet, (wheeze), when you man-handle my hrump."

Nick crossed his arms. "What blu--That's absurd. Why can't I just be turned on by feeding people to my partner, like any red-blooded mammal?"

Judy snickered. "Okhay. C'mohn, let'sh ghet, (huuuhf), shome privashee."

Nick calmed down to appreciate Judy's gluttonous form.

Her belly sat directly on the ground, expanded wider than her rump, pushed up as high as her eye, and billowed as far in front of her as her tits. It growled and rumbled, squelched and burbled, as it digested an insane meal. Her belly suspenders groaned, holding on for dear life, and her bloated gut pushed her tits so far aside that they nearly spilled out of her top. Her stomach pulled so tight that her navel formed a wide, open oval, where before it had been buried under blubber. "The resht of hyou are shafe! (Bhu-WAAARP!!) ...For nowh."

Judy laboriously lifted one foot an inch off of the ground. She tried to swivel it, but it caught on her grounded gut. "Hrngh!"

Nick moved to her side and pushed her stiff stomach. His entire body strained into her hefty obesity.

She was heavy and huge, but with her hips and his legs, they managed to drag her belly along the ground. She turned around halfway, with her ass facing a cell. Her rump smooshed through the cell bars behind her. She kept turning until she faced back at the entrance to the cell block. Her foot stomped back down, and her body quaked side to side. "Thanksh. Could hyou pull my bhelly?"

Nick's heart leapt into his throat. "Um, I'll try." He spread his arms as far as he could and held them up to her sweeping gut. His arm span fell short, and he couldn't reach from side to side. Instead, he just grabbed her middle belly suspender. He dug his paws between her firm, distended middle and the sturdy, groaning vinyl straps. He latched on and pulled backward. "Hnnngh, c'mon. Let's go."

Judy rotated one hip forward, and slowly, along with Nick's help, she drove her bulldozer belly forward.

Nick's back and arms ached, and his legs burned.

Judy swiveled and stomped again. Her ass clapped the ground, her belly sloshed, and her tits wavered. She panted heavily. Her cheeks puffed in and out, and her tongue hung out of her mouth.

Nick didn't fare much better. Sweat broke out on his fur, and he clenched his teeth. As he helped Judy along, his lingering foot stood its ground until Judy's gut shifted on top of it. He put that foot behind him, and Judy's stomach closed in on his other foot.

Judy gasped for air. "Thish, (HOOF), ish, (WHOOF), ghetting, (HURRRF), hard."

Nick grunted. "No, (nnngh), kidding."

Judy grinned. "I, (PUHFF), might, (WHEEEZE), not, (GHOORF), walk, (HUHFFF), much, (WHUUUF), longer. (Nghrulp.) I'm, (BHUUUF), too, (FUHFFF), fat."

Nick kept pulling. "Too fat to walk, eh? (Hrnnngh.) I like the sound of that. (Mmmph!) Do you like the sound of that?"

Judy nodded, flopping her head fat and bunny ears. "Uhh-huhh."

Finally, they arrived at the entrance to the cell block.

Nick backed into the double doors.

Judy followed, pushing them all the way open on her swollen gut and keeping them open with her gargantuan hips.

To their side was another set of double doors. Nick let go of Judy's suspenders and turned the door knobs, opening the way to the warden's office.

Torn, green carpet decorated the floor, and a lone lamp on the ground provided all of the light in the room. Wooden planks covered the windows. There was no other furniture.

Nick guided Judy into the office, then shut the doors.

Judy's belly churned. "Help me ghet, (hnnnf), on my shtomach."

Nick stroked her inflated gut. He pushed in, and it barely gave under his poke. "Actually, you haven't been on top in a looong while."

Judy cocked her brow. "Yeah--because hyou'd be, (hic), dead."

Nick said, "Ohh, I'm not so sure about that. Why don't we find out?"

Judy fluttered her eyelids and wiggled her shoulders, quaking her tits. "Dumbash focksh."

Nick cast aside his trench coat and polo. He unbuckled his pants, freeing his tense erection.

Judy licked her lips. "Myh myh myh... (huhff...) hyou look moar filling than, (ghuff), all the resht of them. (Whoof.) Now ghet on the ground, 'cuz I'm (hic!) SHTARVING." Her stomach churned thick and groaned like heavy machinery.

Nick dropped to the ground, facing upwards, with his hindpaws at Judy's stomach. He dug his toes under her blimped bulk.

Judy lifted one hindpaw with a grunt. She laboriously pushed it forward, and her underbelly inched up Nick's calves. She stomped down, wheezing, and her firm stomach quaked. Tremors shocked her tits and rippled her ass. "Howh, (huff), far, (puff), did I, (huff), ghet?"

She had only barely cleared his ankles.

Nick said, "Uh... not very far at all."

Judy pushed forward with her other foot. Perspiration dripped along her fur, and she whined with strain. She stomped down and leaned forward on her gut, tensing it further under her immense weight. Her voice scratched. "I dunno if, (WHEEEEZE), I can do thish!!"

Nick patted her belly, which thumped and gurgled. "That's alright. Let me take care of this." He grabbed her middle belly suspender and pulled on it.

Judy's massive weight served as an anchor.

Nick pulled himself under her. His legs grinded between her stomach and the aging carpet.

Luckily, her belly suspenders still bore some of her stomach's weight, even if it managed to touch the ground.

Nick tugged himself under her up to his chest. Then, he delved his arms further under her and pulled again. His elbows scraped in the cramped space, and it felt awkward to swing his arms laterally. He pulled again, and his head dived under her gut.

Her percolating stomach pushed around his head. The sounds of its busy, simmering digestion smothered his ears the way its furred fat smothered his body.

Nick's lungs strained against her girth to pull in what little air they could grab. His ears were buried under her, and his toes had just reached her hanging calves. Head to toe, he was surrounded. He paused to appreciate his position.

His lover's lard utterly, completely blanketed him.

His dick hardened upward, but it had nowhere to go. It prodded uselessly into her underbelly. He lugged himself further until his hips laid between her ground-dragging calves.

He wondered if it would have been easier to go under her rump, which at least offered two cheeks that could be parted. Easier, maybe, but not as fun.

Nick slapped her rubbery calves. He shouted into her underbelly, "GOOD TO GO!"

Whether she heard his shout or understood his slap, Judy bent her knees. Her thighs rested down against his sides in thick sheets of adipose.

Nick could only imagine how she could possibly bend her knees. That would have meant cramming her fat-stuffed calves into her lard-swollen thighs. They both must have pumped her ass even higher, so that it loomed over her head. That was the tradeoff of bedding a lover the size of a car: he could sink deep under her soft, heavy flesh, but doing so meant he couldn't observe her absurd curves visually.

Judy mashed her mound into Nick. Its light, bouncy flesh was nevertheless wide, and it covered his stomach and lower arms. Her fat outer labia kissed his cock with wet, waiting lips. Every part of Judy had blimped up, and her pussy was no exception. Its fat pinched between her overloaded thighs, clenching his fervid manhood in compressed blubber.

Nick opened his arms wide to hug her mons.

Her fupa was wider and rounder than a full-term batch of octuplets, yet its plush consistency squashed against him easily.

Judy's legs jittered on the way down, bearing her insane weight. Her knees collapsed down to either side of Nick, although so much thigh flesh blocked them off that they were beyond his reach. Her tight, slick vagina slid right onto Nick's turgid cock.

Nick wheezed as her crushed mound pumped the air out of his lungs. He groped it tightly and massaged the vast cushion.

Incredibly, Judy lifted herself. Her thirsty walls stroked up his long cock with humid, blunt force.

He felt his head nudge through her vagina.

As she lifted, her stomach sloshed. Her shifting weight tossed the overabundant food that bloated her gut to capacity. Then, she fell back down over Nick, and her stomach's contents rocked back and forth. It pressed down harder on his head, and then it eased up, before it came to rest with just as much pressure as before.

While she rode him, Nick lifted his legs against her thighs and pushed his feet into her ass.

Dense fat had settled into the underside of her rump.

Nick groped at that dense fat with his toes. His cock pierced deep between Judy's legs, and his hindpaws grasped at formless dimples of ass blubber.

The ground quaked under Judy as she slammed her girth into it over and over. And it only quaked harder when she increased her pace. Her pussy steadily sucked Nick's manhood. Whereas before she had seemed content to merely taste Nick's cock, her faster thrusting expressed a lewd gluttony. Over his legs, her thighs' pressure lessened, then crashed back down to crush him with blubber. Over his upper body, her gut ebbed up past his head, then smashed back against him with taut skin and tidal sloshes. But her pussy was most intense of all. Her thighs jammed her vulva tight over the base of his cock on her upswing. And on her downswing, her body collapsed back down, pushing her outer lips out of the way so that her vagina could gulp down his manhood. Her soaked, horny pussy squeezed his cock.

Nick basked in all of her obese glory. His cheek nuzzled her distended gut. He massaged her colossal mound and clutched at her heaving thighs. His legs swam side to side under the ocean of her ass.

Judy plunged, ramming her pussy powerfully. She sat there.

Nick tried to nudge his pelvis upward, but her weight offered him no room. He was sealed tight against the ground.

Judy's muffled voice shouted above.

Nick couldn't hear her over the churning of her stomach.

Judy's weight shifted forward. Her gut pushed harder on his upper body while her ass and pussy eased. Her mound still squashed against his abs; her outer labia still sprawled over his hips; her ass still buried his legs; but they allowed him some give. Her belly, on the other hand, now locked his head in place.

Nick put the pads of his hindpaws to the floor. His calves, thighs, and glutes tensed, and he propelled his hips up against her flabby pussy. His cock sloshed her sopping vulva and rocketed through her thirsty vagina. He relaxed, letting the compressed pressure of her fat shove him back down to the ground. Once his rear struck the floor, his muscles instantly pumped again, rebounding up into her.

Judy's legs quivered around Nick as she strained to lean her weight forward. When Nick pierced her, though, her legs seized, nearly giving out under her. Her yelps barely reached Nick's fat-crushed ears.

Nick hugged her massive fupa. As his legs shot him upward through her, he tugged on her mons to pull himself even deeper. He corralled every muscle in his body to fight her overwhelming fat and thrust his cock as far into her as he could get it. He yanked and tugged at her blubbery mound to pulverize it.

While he crushed her mound, his cock throbbed deep inside her, pushing out against her walls. Over and over, his cock battered her vagina, ramming it open and stretching it over his iron length.

Judy's legs failed, and she plummeted. Her walls bound his cock tight, soaking the everloving juices out of Nick.

His cock exploded, pumping seed violently.

Her thighs flailed their fat. Her pussy throbbed. Furious ejaculate spurted out of her and soaked Nick's fur.

Nick chewed at Judy's underbelly while his cock pumped more and more cum into her. He waited there for an eternity. His penis commandeered his senses. His muscles locked as his cock expended its manic passion.

When Nick spent the last of himself, he felt weak and wet. His muscles had no power, his lungs could barely grasp air under Judy's stomach, and her spray saturated the middle third of his body.

He applied what little arm strength he had left and took hold of her middle stomach suspender. He pulled himself up along her underbelly. His arms jittered, now at the end of their usefulness. He pulled himself up once, and he was still under her. He pulled himself up again, and he was still under her. He pulled himself up once more, and his head finally emerged from under her.

Weakly, he said, "Caan yooouu... moove, (hooof)?"

Judy broke her panting to say, "No..."