"I'm sorry i hurt your little body, honey. Maybe if I massage it a little it'll make the pain go away?" Jenny tries to help him.
"What do you mean, mom? It's not too bad I promise."
"Don't refuse a favour, dear. Just stay still and I'll do the rest." She winks down at him as she starts to remove her shoes right next to his head. "And don't worry, my feet are perfectly clean for this..." She says confusing him as she raises one foot over his head to show him, displaying her large pale sole to him as he looks up.
"They don't even smell... much." Jenny says as she lowers her foot down onto his face, smothering him briefly expecting him to sniff it and respond.
"So, how is it?" She inquires.
"Very clean, mom. But why?" He asks.
"You'll see..." She says and simply steps down on top of his punished little chest again, but this time barefoot. She uses her weight marching in place for a few seconds, squashing the air out of him as his chest easily gave beneath her then gets off.
"Like it?" Jenny asks over her shoulder. He just nods, not knowing what to expect or understanding why he liked it.
Jenny turns around to face him again and steps up with one foot on his upper chest barely missing his throat before bringing her left foot down onto his chest. She stands still this time very gently rocking her weight from one foot to the other without raising her soles off him.
"How does this feel? Am I crushing you?" She asks looking down for any signs to get off. He stayed silent, well mainly because of the crushing weight oppressing his lungs, but deep down he actually enjoyed his mother standing on him like this. It made him feel somewhat "safe"...
Jenny steps down again, this time bringing her feet on either side of him facing him. She looks at him with an expression only a mother could have as if to see if everything was fine, and when he smiled back, she simply raised her right foot and set it along his upper body, her heel resting on his lower belly while her large sole covered him from his tummy to his chest. She smiles and steps up bringing her other foot on him, squashing him under her full weight once more.
"Let's see how long you can hold me..." Jenny says with a broad smile as she starts looking at the clock. "15 seconds..." She says and starts shifting her weight on her heels making him moan loudly, then back on the ball of her feet hearing him groan in pain. "45... You're nearly there, just a little more for mommy.."
His face has turned red and her soles are sinking deep into his soft and crushed body, flattening him under her full weight
"One minute and thirty seconds... You're doing well" She starts marching on him to help him breathe a little.
"Two minutes! Well done!!" Jenny exclaims before stepping down. He takes in a huge breath as he doubles up from the squashing he's just received but he still manages to joke about it.
"Mom I think the bug is really happy with this massage! It likes being under your feet!" he giggles, making her laugh. She lifts her leg up to push him back down with her foot.
"I still have to massage your little tummy, honey. Just lie down for me..." She orders him gently as she slowly pushes him back on his back and onto the carpet. She walks around him and stop by his belly. "Just relax, tightening your tummy will make it hurt; don't resist, let me squish it flat with my soft feet.." She smiles down making him instantly oblige. she rests her right foot across his lower belly and presses down testing him. It easily gives and flattens beneath her large sole.
"Here we go..." She says and steps down with all her weight, crushing him in half before bringing her other foot forward, stepping on his tummy. She lets her weight do the work as her soles squash his guts flat, her toes almost touching the carpet.
"is this your dinner I am feeling in your little guts?" She teasing laughing down. "Let me help you digest it!" She giggles as she begins trampling on his belly raising each foot up a few inches before stepping back down, marching in place on top of him. Truth is he hadn't actually eaten anything hence why his belly squished so flat under her weight; it was empty. Jenny continuous to walk on him, giving him a view of her soles before stepping down.
Seeing this, he wanted to get closer to her feet, he started wishing she would step towards his face but he was scared he wouldn't take it. She was extremely heavy after all... As she walked all over his tummy, he was moaning all along. Seeing his face turning a deep shade of red, jenny decided to step down and give him a break for a little while.
"Did you like that?" She asks.
After taking several deep breaths for a couple of minutes, he nods. "Yes mom, you're heavy, but I love it when you stand on me"
"I think it's more than just the standing you seem to like, little one." She smirks teasingly.
"Umm, what do you mean..?" He asks blushing.
"Oh there's no need to pretend, honey. I saw you looking at my feet. You like them, don't you? You liked staring at my soles as they turned you into a pancake beneath them! I saw you..." She winks. "It's perfectly fine with me, don't be embarrassed, honey."
"umm, yes.. you have beautiful soles, mom. I want to..."
"You want to, what honey?
"I want to touch them..."
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