Angry Hands! : Keysha, Part 2 Of 3 (Patreon)

Angry Hands! : Keysha, Part 2 Of 3.

Release Date : August 20, 2022.

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Angry Hands! : Keysha, Part 2 Of 3.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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"N-NO! W-WAIT! WAI--MPRMGHHRGH?!?"

Keysha started protesting at the hearing of what was to follow but before the still fume-ejecting head of the woman could snap out of her daze and come back to her senses, four gloved hands shot straight to her mouth, each one grabbing an edge of her lips before all four started pulling and stretching, Keysha's mouth opening up like a huge one-foot-side long rectangular funnel, her whole face contorting on the top as she felt the extreme stretching now deforming her speaking-hole into a literal bucket as this was surely the widest she had ever managed to open her mouth ever, not matter WHAT she had ever tried to stuffing inside of it, be it food or any other pleasure-related 'item'...

"Since you did good with one bomb, girl... Let's see how your body reacts to two hundred bombs! Initiate bomb-dumping!!!"

The voice echoed from afar, combined with the sound of pressing a few more buttons, as the extremely mouth-stretched woman noticed a shadow creeping up from right above her, and once she she lifted her contorted gaze, a massive wooden crate was now tilting right above her mouth-hole, and once she realized what it was full of, and especially since the first few of these items started sliding out and falling right into their inviting target, her whole face became animated into a horror-filled wild-take as she started screaming in distress...

"WHOUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

Keysha yelled with all her might, her tongue getting thicker and wider at the base of her now showing throat, a massive pink mass of rubber that kept vibrating and shaking, while her eyes shot out like a pair of horrified egg whites, her widened pupils locking with the crate and the imminent falling threat, while the four hands kept holding her mouth stretched to a steady wide rectangle below all that, and it was at that time that her scream was cut short due to the massive metallic load that started landing on its target...

"--AAAAAAAA-MRPMMGPMPGLFFHHRHGHGHGGG!!!"

* FWOOMPH! FWOOMPH-FWOOMPH!!! FWOOMPH! FWOOMPH! FWOOMPH! FWOO-- *

One by one at first and then more, all of the explosive metal balls started landing inside of Keysha's mouth, a rain of metal now being shoved inside of the poor gurgling woman's overstretched mouth-hole, Keysha groaning and moaning, her protesting sounds being muffled by the excess of mass that was now filling up her mouth and started distorting and deforming her whole face, throat and upper body. The other pair of hands kept clenching hard around Keysha's wrists from below, preventing her from reacting drastically to what was happening while the other pair on the top kept tilting the wooden crate more and more as its load kept being unloaded into the now bomb-inflating young woman, and with a whole eight of angry hands in the works, the second phase of Keysha's elasticity testing was fully taking place...

"Bottoms up, Keysha! I'm sure you 'll have no trouble swallowing down and each and every one of the 200 bombs this wooden crate contains!!! You are a rubber champion after all, hahaha!!!"

The voice commented light-heartily, as the gurgling noises from the woman kept intensifying while she kept being stuffed by the vertical assault of metal that was steadily being stuffed inside of her by the second...

"GRKKGURUGHGHHULRLKRKFFKFLLKLKLLLKLLLKKKPGHGGHLRKRKRLGLLKLLL!!!" 

Was all that could be heard coming from Keysha as with the swooshing of metal falling her whole body started stretching and expanding in weird ways and forms to accommodate this massive load that kept entering her. Multiple round bulges and bumps kept appearing at her now extremely widened throat and upper chest as her top body was now resembling a rubbery dark-skin-colored sack that was being filled rapidly, and it kept getting wider and wider as she kept being inflated with round explosives, her cheeks and neck, her bust and back, her shoulders and upper arms, all inflating and filling up by the round metallic invaders that kept pushing themselves deeper and deeper inside of her, making sure they kept filling up every nook and cranny of Keysha's rubbery interior...

* SNAP! *

"Oh, don't worry about your necklace, girl... I'll get you a new one, promise!"

The voice said over the speakers after the loud snapping noise coming from her metallic neck chain, the poor thing breaking apart at the massive weight pushing it apart as Keysha's neck was now an extreme beast of bulgy thickness and the outlines of the bombs could be seeing having reached down to the height of her waist as her main torso was now not only full of them but it kept widening and stretching like rubber to contain the still furious metallic assault, and it did not take long before Keysha's entire body started becoming a swollen mass of round bulges with each and every part of her body now being overfilled with bombs...

"Almost there, girl... Crate's almost empty!!!"

The voice said as indeed the bombs falling were now scarcer and the indications that the crate was emptying up were now evident. What was also evident, was that Keysha's was now a fully expanded sack of bulging mass, her entire body and limbs now filled inflated with bombs at an incredibly cartoonish extent as she seemed almost filled to the brim. Arms fat and deformed, a midsection that was more than 3 feet in width and a pair of overfilled legs that could only resemble the thighs of an elephant at this point, and just as the last bomb could be seen leaving the crate's edge, the top hands started taking the empty crate away, while the four arms holding her mouth together all let go at one, leaving her impossibly stretched lips to hug the top of the overflowing bombs coming out of her mouth, as to her cartoonishly weird overinflated spectacle, a ninth hand came to be added, a hand holding a lighted zippo lighter...

"If one bomb turned your head into a hot air blimp, imagine what 200 bombs will do to your whole body, Keysha! Well, we won't have to use our imagination for too long, now do we?!?" 

The voice yelled over the speakers, another button being pressed echoed as the lighter holding the zippo started heading for Keysha's gurgling mouth...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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