For me babysitting has always been a most enjoyable experience for the simple reason that I always took it in the literally in the sense that I always one way or another sat on those who I was being pay to look after. I especially enjoyed busy nights when there was a function on somewhere, for example a meeting of parents at the school and I along with several other “babysitters” would band together to look after a number of children in the same place at the same time. Therefore I would like to share one of the most extreme but most enjoyable experiences I’ve had to date, involving a five year old boy by the name of Daniel.
Before I progress any further I would like to remind the reader that I am a twenty six year old woman, and this experience happened little over a year ago. It was a painfully wet and windy Saturday night, there was a School Play on that night based loosely on Moby Dick (I say loosely because as you can imagine there is a limit to how much of the novel and films can be reproduced on a School stage.) Nonetheless three parents were involved in helping back stage and owing to the fact that there was nobody to watch there children, I had been hired to look after Daniel, one of my friends had been hired to look at David (a ten year old boy), and another friend to look after Mark (a nine year old boy.) As you can imagine for most babysitting is a boring experience, so any time where several of us found ourselves in the same situation we usually team up, all going to one persons house with all the children where we could enjoy each others company, watch some television while drinking some wine, and allowing the kids to play among themselves.
Tonight was my turn to host, and I was excited about it. The reason being that with Daniel (who I had looked after several times) I quickly realised that he enjoyed me sitting on his knee and even once on his stomach. He was always inviting me to sit down next to him, and while I was in the progress of doing so he would shuffle along under me so I would sit in his knee. I say that I was excited about tonight, the reason being is that twice now Daniel had climbed under the cushions of the sofa in the hope that I say down on top of him. Since I had Daniel before anyone else arrived I ‘suggested’ that if he hid again maybe this time someone would sit on him. When I suggested this, his eyes lit up in excitement and he could hardly contain himself. I told him to wait until we all left the sitting room (which we all would during the night to get some wine and take the kids into the kitchen to make popcorn) and then hide under the cushions.
Before we knew it was after seven at night. Jillian and Holly arrived with David and Mark respectively. We began to talk to one and other and while my friends didn’t know my joys of babysitting I did tell them that later we would go into the kitchen. Time passed slowly for myself and Daniel who kept looking at me, his eyes begging for us to leave the room so he could get into place. If only he knew what I had planned perhaps he wouldn’t be so eager. Yes I was going to sit on him and yes he can take eleven stone (___) of weight on his knee and stomach, but my friends were heavier than me – Holly being just so at around twelfth and a half, but Jillian weighing in at a very impressive sixteen stone left over from her days as a truck driver believe it or not. The point is I had no idea of knowing who was going to sit where, and because of my serious lack of living room furniture I imagined that the kids would have to sit on each of their laps or suffer a cold hard wooden floor all night. Just the idea of all of us sitting on little Daniel was amazing.
Out time came near nine at night, the kids were getting tied and we were wanting to open the wine so collectively we all went into the kitchen (all of us minus Daniel who continued playing with some Lego on the floor pretending to not notice us leaving). We were in the kitchen for a good ten to fifteen minutes before we left to go back into the living room, us with wine them with popcorn. As we entered I and I alone notice that Daniel had left his Lego on the floor. I glanced up at the sofa and looked for Daniel. It was hard to tell that he was under the cushions, his body was so small, but if I didn’t know he was there I wouldn’t have known – it was perfect.
Slowly we all walked towards the sofa, I held back under the pretence of changing the change but it reality I wanted to give my friends first choice of where they sit. It was Holly first of all who looked down at the freshly disturbed cushion before sitting down right on top of where I knew Daniels stomach to be. Seconds later it was Jillian who sat down hard and fast on Daniels chest. This made him make a wheezy-squeak of a sound as the air was forced out of his chest; I managed to hide this noise by pretending I had just squeaked my shoe along the floor. I was the only one left to sit down and I knew that it was left to me to sit on his face. Not wanting to raise suspicion I did so and heard the faintest whimper from Daniel as I did. This was amazing, three of us (two unknowingly) sitting on a five year old with our full weight. Our combined weight of approximately thirty nine and a half stone (250kg or 553lbs) crushing the little boy. I knew things were going to get better as David and Mark looked at us, Holly and Jillian gesturing for them to sit on their laps. Without knowing it the boys were going to add even more weight to poor Daniel. Seconds’ passes and the boys climbed onto my friends knees. David is pretty big for a ten year old and he sat on Jillian’s adding roughly another seven or eight stone on his chest. Mark is a bit lighter, I would guess six stone or so, and he decided to sit on my knee.
I had no idea how Daniel was feeling but this was amazing for me. Our weight on his face and head was around seventeen stone, while the weight on his chest was a shocking twenty three stone minimum. It was only his stomach that got of light, and I remembered thinking how I wish we had someone else to join in, or even a few more people to increase the weight on Daniel. As it stood all five of us weighed in at a side splitting, chest collapsing, and skull crushing fifty two and a half stone (333kg/735lbs). I knew that the only way I could beat this would be if I ran Daniel over with my van, but I would save that for another day.
We remain on Daniel for a solid twenty minutes. Unmoving, unrelenting, and unforgiving. He wanted to be sat on and I wanted to make sure he would remember this day forever.
It was only when the kids had finished their popcorn and we had finished our wine that we all got up off the sofa and went back thought to the kitchen to get more that I was asked when Daniel was. I replied that he would be around somewhere. Glancing back at the sofa I wondered if Daniel was going to (or even able) to free himself or if he was going to remain there for the rest of the night and endure even more punishment when we returned.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
