The Rublicious Escapades

Ruby was home alone and bored. Her manager had given her a surprise day off from her accrued holiday but it was too short notice to plan anything. So she stayed home, slept in late and woke up feeling aroused, unstimulated and irritable. Her bare legs wrapped around a pillow, knickers tugged down around her thighs, and her wet cunt squelching as she masturbated while in a half dozing state. Sweaty, needy, and uninspired, she couldn't get there and gave up in defeat.

"Well, this is fucking bollocks." She loudly complained to no one as she lit up a cigarette and pouted. She puffed and thought about how dry humping all the furniture in the house may help. She scrolled through stories on her phone but nothing hit, not even the series she'd written about cloning herself with a big dick so she could feel what it was like to slam it into her twin self's arse. Even the multiple clone sequel where she gangbanged herself, with two cocks stuffed into every hole wasn't working today.

Ruby sighed, left her soaked knickers hanging from the bed knob and went downstairs to the kitchen, a waft of smoke from her cigarette trailing behind her. She kept stroking her cunt, and pulling apart her bum cheeks with an idle hand as she rummaged through the cupboards for some breakfast. She fixed herself a big bowl of Cocopops and settled down in an armchair, a cushion jammed between her thighs as she ate her cereal while trying to distract herself with videogames.

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Blowing mutant zombie heads apart wasn't distracting enough. An indescribably overwhelming desire from between her legs and from her aching bumhole called out for satisfaction. Flinging the controller aside, Ruby flopped onto the floor and dry humped the cushion for a minute or so, while stuffing a couple of digits into her belligerently demanding arsehole to no avail. She wailed in frustration. Toys weren't going to do the job either. She needed to feel completely and utterly stuffed, before even thinking about giving herself a good pounding with the thickest toy she had.

Laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, she puffed impatiently on another cigarette as she waited for inspiration to hit.

She leapt to her feet and dashed back into the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge. Beans? No. Banana? No. Cucumber? Maybe? Then in the snacks and treats cupboard there was the answer. A bag of marshmallows. She grabbed them and dashed back to the bedroom where she could use the big mirror to watch herself.

Ruby clambered onto the bed on all fours, tore open the pack with her teeth and tipped them onto the bed. The horned up strumpet grabbed one, slathered it in drool, and in an awkward position, lying face down with her arse in the air, she pulled her cheeks apart and used the mirror to help guide the first marshmallow to her butt.

Already wet and relaxed from her earlier attempts to quieten the carnal voices in her head, her puckered pink anus opened up and she began to feed it slowly in. Ruby had feared it would be too soft, but the marshmallow was just the right diameter to slip in without too much force. It felt soft and light, but with enough substance to it for it to stimulate. She could feel her grip upon and the slight resistance, keeping her held open. The muscles contracting and twitching from the obstruction sent tickles of pleasure up her spine.

A little moan escaped as she used her fingers to daintily push the soft sweet treat all the way in. Ruby stopped and looked in the mirror to admire the white sugar coated circle perfectly plugging her tight hole. With a couple of twitches and a gentle push with one finger, it popped entirely inside it's cosy new home and was swallowed up out of sight.

A squeal of delight erupted. Ruby didn't fully understand why, as she couldn't exactly feel what was now inside her, but the knowing it was there, along with the act of insertion, thrilled her more than anything else.

Her earliest experimentations with masturbation had started from putting things into her bottom. It had triggered a realisation that her other hole could also be filled and that there was even a special place to touch that would make the filling sensation feel even better. Ruby was mad as hell when she found out guys got to have a prostate. She was jealous, although it subsided when she discovered she could orgasm from anal alone, with the right partner or toy.

That wasn't going to happen yet, not from just the one marshmallow. Her initial attempt successful, Ruby grabbed a second one, and without moistening this one, shoved it in with enthusiasm. This one was a bit trickier and went in halfway, then popped back out again. No matter. She plucked it from between her cheeks and without a second thought, popped the tricksy marshmallow into her mouth. She savoured the slightly salty warmth to it from going arse to mouth.

One of her favourite stories she'd written had been about her clone getting to experience tasting her fully, rimming and tongue fucking her to orgasm. She loved sucking her juices off toys or partners and the mix with the sugary marshmallow kept her from spitting this one out. She elected to hold it in her mouth, biting on while trying to not chew it up completely as she grabbed a third and pushed it all the way in with a satisfyingly squish.

A muffled groan rumbled from her stuffed mouth as her arse devoured the second marshmallow. The one in her mouth was melting fast, so the next one was dipped into her butt, then pushed back out to join the melting goo, she sucked on it as it passed her lips and then she wedged it in her cheek like a hamster.

In a flurry she grabbed up three more and stuffed each one in as fast as she could, enjoying the feel of her fingers prising herself open and manipulating the soft pillow like sweets in through the resistant opening. The tingling, electric sensation as each one passed the threshold and disappeared from sight sent zaps of ecstasy through her. Watching through mirror, her two fingers pushes deep inside, up to the knuckle and felt them embed into the squidgy warmth of her mallow stuffed butt.

As she got more adept at inserting each marshmallow, one hand kept feeding them in while her other began to massage her clit and push two digits deep into her cunt. It was working but there was still a nagging sensation of there still being room to fit more in. Her hand flailed about, rustling the packet and searching the bedsheet, only for her to realise the entire packet was now gone. Ruby groaned in annoyance, the mallows in her mouth were too melted to be of any use now.

Face smushed into the mattress, fingers paused mid wank, she pondered on what to do. She was despondent that her hard work would be wasted on a disappointing mid tier orgasm instead of the mind blowing one that had been building up. Her feet drummed on the bed loudly, the springs resonating as the start of a temper tantrum took hold.

No, she thought. There's another way. She swallowed the marshmallows that were rapidly disintegrating and shuffled over to the bedside table. Ruby opened a drawer and rummaged around. She pulled out a chromed buttplug and used it to bung up her goo filled bum hole. As quick as she could, she gave herself a whore's bath with soapy water from the bathroom sink and some wet wipes, pulled on her soaked knickers from last night, squeezed herself into her sluttiest short denim skirt and pulled a t-shirt on over her head, covering her braless tits. She almost ran out the house forgetting to put shoes on so she rushed back in, pulled on her lucky pair of knee high socks and hopped about pulling on her trainers. After running back out a second time, she then returned, grabbed her purse and finally sure she had everything, breathlessly dashed back out and tried to compose herself as she walked round to the corner shop.

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Ruby browsed down the aisles but was disappointed to find they didn't have the right sort of marshmallows. Just the small ones for hot chocolate or novelty shaped ones. She wondered how the plug was holding up. It didn't feel like anything had leaked out yet, but she knew she was on borrowed time. The skirt may have been a mistake, but she'd rather make a mess down her legs then ruin a pair of her favourite leggings. There had also been misjudgement on how warm outside it was. In her nervous, pent up state, beads of sweat dripped down her forehead, and her arms felt itchy. Ruby was a hot, sticky, horny mess and convinced herself that anyone looking at her knew what was going on. The twinges in her pussy increased at the thought of everyone knowing she was pervert, watching her degrade herself for her own enjoyment. She whimpered in the aisle and pawed at her crotch.

Fuck it, she'd try the petrol station. Marching back out of the store, Ruby strode purposefully down the street, hot sun beating down upon her. Tan skin glistening as she perspired from the slightly bloated feeling combined with the heat. What a bizarre predicament she'd gotten herself into.

Her long brown hair, tied back in a ponytail swung in rhythm to her powerfully determined strides, and she tried to look normal as she crossed the petrol station forecourt. A van driver filling up stared at her and whistled. Ruby let out a demented laugh, at the private joke with herself as she wondered how he would feel about her if he knew she had a bag of marshmallows stuffed up her arse.

The door swung open as she pushed it, beeping to alert the staff a pervert was amongst them. A blast of the A/C hit her and the cooling air soothed her nerves a little. She rummaged through their snack and sweets section to no avail, even crouching down to search the bottom shelf. As she did, she felt a little squirt, a squelch, and quickly checked the floor in terror, but was relieved to see that whatever had leaked out, was contained in her already ruined underwear. As she stood up, the plug adjusted position and she had to steady herself on the shelf as a little tremor rippled up her body.

"You alright love?" Asked the cashier. Ruby nodded.

"Yes, sorry. Heat just got to me a bit and I stood up too quick."

The cashier smiled and went back to staring out over the forecourt. Ruby gave a weak smile as if to conveyI am a normal shopper, looking for normal things, I am not committing a horny crime or doing anything deviant and I haven't shoplifted, as she headed out the door, back into the punishing midday sun.

Fuck. Nothing even close to marshmallows. What was she doing? This was stupid. She should go home.

Orwalk for twenty minutes to the superstore where she knew for a fact they would have everything she needed. Hell, she could even walk back and get her car. Ruby's stubborn streak got the better of her though and she was determined to see the mission through. She was out now, she could make it to the store.

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Thirty agonising minutes later, she was at the checkout with big fat bag of "American Style Giant Marshmallows." She'd lost her god-damned mind once she got to the sweet section. Sure she could've bought the regular size, but when she saw the huge chunky, white, powered sugar coated lumps of soft mallow, her competitive streak took over; despite not being in an actual competition with anyone other than her overactive imagination. Ruby knew she could take that girth and practically ran with glee to the checkout as she snatched them from the shelf.

"Going camping, roasting marshmallows huh?" The cashier asked as she ran them though the scanner.

Ruby laughed, nervously.

"Yeah. Sure. Something like that."

She quickly paid and was scurrying back out the store when she had a dreadful thought. An awful, terrible thought. A foolish, idiotic idea that would surely bring ruin and devastation to her life. Immediately turning, she headed into the customer toilets, found an open cubicle, slammed and locked the door.

"Wait, no, this is stupid." She muttered to herself; and with that moment of clarity, whipped down her knickers, popped one foot up on the toilet seat, tore open the brand new bag of oversized mallows and took one out. Ruby held it before her, studying it's every perfect detail. The sheer whiteness of it. The soft, smooth coating. The fluffy texture. The chunkiness of it. It reminded her of one of her favourite movies. Her favourite character. The poor creature, roasted alive in the finale as he towered over the streets of New York. How Ruby had wailed in grief when she first saw it, and how happy she was when her parents bought a second hand figure off eBay. His happy smiley face, and perfect, bulbous round body.

The delicious sweet clasped in her mitt right now reminded her of his chunky, stubby fingers.

The Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.

Ruby went to sleep with that doll in her arms every night for years. Now he lived in her gaming room, standing proud upon a shelf with all her favourite anime figures, surrounded by a bevy of big-titted waifus with deliciously pert arses; his reward for years of loyal service as her bedtime buddy. He knew all her darkest secrets, seen unspeakable lewdness and never judged her.

Ruby had day dreamed of a different ending for years, one that erased the terrible fate. Imagining that Egon created an Embiggening Ray, she was chosen by a crowd of onlookers to be zapped to giant size. A happy, cheerful and loving friend for the poor Marshmallow Man, leading him to safety away from all the terrible people wanting to incinerate him.

Now the dream was different. Now she was a woman. Ruby imagined striding proudly through the streets of NYC. Millions staring up her pleated skirt, her nether regions barely covered by the tiniest of thongs. Shirt tied up, exposing her midriff. Her humble breasts now comparatively huge mountains to the ant size people of the city. Her shapely legs flexing as she strut in her high heel stilettos. A woman coming for her dream man, to save him and soothe his temper with every inch of her giant body.

Ruby caressed the marshmallow against her face, lost in the fantasy. She imagined Stay Puft's lovely stubby fingers stroking her face. His ferocious, pained roars at being cast into existence by demonic forces against his will were calmed, turned into gentle whimpers at no longer being alone. As Giantess Ruby softly kissed the jolly sailor, Ruby kissed the marshmallow in her hand, buried her lips into it's soft, cool flesh. As Stay Puft's hand drifted down her face, caressing her hip then moving up her shirt, she placed the marshmallow under the t-shirt. She traced it around her erect nipple, just as Stay Puft's finger teased her, with a look of wonderment on his cherubic face

The shrieks and cries of amazement and disbelief rose up from the crowds below as Stay Puft's hand touched her thigh gently, then one of the big chunky fingers pulled her panties aside, and slipped inside her giantess cunt. Ruby's cry of pleasure echoed off the skyscrapers and drifted out over Manhattan.

In the cubicle, Ruby had stuffed the American Style Giant Marshmallow deep up into her pussy. She leaned against the wall, breath shallow and desperate as Giantess Ruby braced herself against the Empire State Building. Stay Puft was pulling her panties down around her ankles. A wild cheer from the observing hordes at the sight above them. The chunky fingers of Stay Puft hiked her skirt up over her peachy arse, his hand caressing the cheeks softly. His skin was so soft and fluffy to the touch, as she reached behind to run her hands up his strong, thick, muscular arms. The gentle touch of a caring soul, not a Destroyer of Worlds.

Ruby gasped as he prised her cheeks open, her puckered tush twitching as he moved closer, until his soft, chubby, happy face was buried between them, his soft mallow tongue lapping at her rim.

Ruby had loosened the plug, and found it coated in a deliciously sticky goo. Only a trickle escaped, the mallow too thick to just run out. The moment of truth. As the fantasy continued, she placed the thick, girthy American Style Giant Marshmallow upon her expectant and eager hole. With his finger inside her pussy, Stay Puft had her double penetrated with his tongue, and the Giant Marshmallow was twisted and teased, pushed and squeezed, until it became firmly wedged into her butthole. Ruby gasped and bit into her arm as she leaned against it, teeth marks left upon her forearm. She let it sit there for a moment, plugging her up, stretching her open. Had she gone insane? Ruby was terrified that if anyone knew what she was doing, there'd be no explaining it. Yet, she persisted. The fantasy was too good to stop now. As Stay Puft replaced his tongue with one of his fingers, Ruby pushed the half-in sweet until it was lying flush with the opening of her anus. She had to see, she needed to, so she dug her phone out her handbag, and angled so she could get a photo. It wasn't framed great, but there it was. A big fat white circle, spreading her backdoor open, the pink rim glowing as the muscles strained. The tingling she felt running through her was fantastic. Ruby needed more. Working it all the way inside, her sphincter closed up around her fingers, almost trying to suck them in too. She licked at tlher goo covered nails and fingertips, imagined Stay Puft lovingly sucking upon them. As the giant Marshmallow Man fingered her anus, Ruby continued to stuff herself with the giant oversized sweets. Forcing them in, each one harder to squeeze in as she progressed, but each one bring her closer to her desire to feel absolute satisfaction.

The build up of gooey sweetness inside her butt became more resistant, slowing the insertion but increasing the tingling, happy feeling of being stuffed up. Her clit throbbed and twinged, but Ruby knew she needed one thing more. Only a good hard pounding was going to make this right.

Hitting pause on the dream, holding the image of Stay Puft looming over her as she bent over, clutching on the Empire State for support, his thick fingers buried deep in her arse and snatch, she worked the sticky coated buttplug back in, stuffed her panties into her handbag and headed for the exit.

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The walk home was a delicious torture. Hot, sticky, sweaty. Ruby felt like a disgusting mess, each slight gust of air tickling her bare cunt. A cheap thrill but she loved it. She felt like dropping to all fours, frigging herself off in the street, letting everything pour out of her; but she stayed true to her vision. Kept the dream alive in her mind's eye as she headed home. Stay Puft was who could satisfy her. Only his love mattered to her in her feverish state. Ruby distractedly sucked on a cigarette, replaying the scene so far, over and over, rewinding, pausing. Zooming in to study every detail.

The thick, gloopy sensation inside her, making her feel filled up was putting pressure on her in other ways now. The dull ache of her bladder needing to be emptied grew. The desperation was taking hold. She pinched her thighs together as she walked, muscles working overtime to hold so much in. Ruby craved release, but she was so close. Not yet. If she was patient, it would all be worth it, the discomfort, the embarrassment. Ruby kept the image alive in her mind of her giant self strolling down 5th Avenue, proud, strong. Powerful. The most powerful woman in the world and she was going to fuck the most powerful creature in all existence.

Ruby nearly broke into a run as she got to her street, scurrying down her driveway, keys already in her hand trying to get the door open as quick as possible, not lose a single second. As always when in a rush, the lock played up and she shrieked in frustration, clasping her legs together as she felt a tiny little trickle of something run down her inner thigh.