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Fred dress up like a dummy and gets trample in halloween unaware by the women. |
This choice: they place him on the couch to sit on (cont) • Go Back...Chapter #5they place him on the couch to sit on (cont) by: papshee   I looked to my right and saw that her right foot was still on the floor and just as I got to the point that I was going to scream, despite that it meant getting busted, her right foot finally levitated up and fought for a space on my face next to the size 11 shoe that was already there. It relieved the pain and pressure somewhat but the new foot was trying to find a place to stand when there was really none to be had so it kind of made its own place as her foot came down on the side of my cheek and then pushed the cheek hard enough so it flattened its own horizontal area and it tried to put as much weight on that flat area that my cheek muscles would allow. I shuddered when I heard her exclaim that, "This is real neat, I am over 7 feet now," and told Lil' bit that she was going to stay up there to dance with her for awhile. If you saw my face I am sure it would look like something out of a science fiction movie as horribly distorted as it must have been. Unable to dance very well I that precarious position she moved her second foot down to my chest as she alternatively was shifting her weight back and forth as well as grinding the soles of her heels under her. For the most part the foot on my face seemed to be satisfied with just grinding my lips back and forth but her persistence eventually forced the toe of her shoe inside my throat and she continued to grind them in there. On occasion though her heel decided to explore my throat and as it was lower than the rest of the surface she was standing on more weight was transferred to that foot. The arch of her heel on my nose saved me for the most part as it was the barricade that prevented all 220 pounds being focused through the heel of one shoe on the back of my throat. With her foot in this position when it came time to do her grinding it was right in my eye and small pieces of debris fell and got stuck in my eye as she tried to put out the imaginary cigarette she must have thought was there. I still had a white shirt on the really hadn't been torn up too badly by Lil' bit's heels. The shirt prevented most of the damage from both of them grinding, but not the punctures that their heels were doing. Shelly eventually moved her foot off my face and danced with both feet going on my chest. I was in a little bit more of a comfortable mode now and decided to let my hands wander out a little to see if they could get some crushing action. As crowded as this place was it was no problem as about 6 coeds (3 on each side) all took turns in dancing in my palms. It was a beautiful thing to watch with Shelly on my chest, Lil' bit still on my groin and any one (and sometimes more than one) would be dancing on my hands. This continued on until I felt a particularly hard stabbing pain in my right hand and when he spotted the other 6'4" amazon with her heel conspicuously nailing my palm to the floor. The boot looked massive as I guessed it was a 14. Her legs were a little thicker than Shelly's as I could see sculptured muscles going from her calves to her thighs. Her Hips were slightly wider as she supported a little bigger chest than Shelly's. I rightly had guessed before that she must have weighed in at 300 pounds. There was no obesity about Francis as she was attractive in her own right and probably a track star that could run a marathon with her long strides and big lung capacity. In any case the imposing heel moved off my hand but now was coming straight for my head. Kicking me hard with her right heel in my right ear her left foot came down almost on my left ear and she was now squeezing both ears together with her heels and leaned over and said, "Hey Sister!" Shelly turned around startled and ended up with her foot on my mouth again and then leaned forward to give Francis a hug transferring almost all of her weight on that foot. This was very painful as the sole of her foot although covered the whole area from my chin to the bottom of my nose, most of the weight ended up on my lower jaw which was pushed it downwards, but the remaining part of her toes were still on my upper lip and upper jaw. This caused her toes to bend backwards and then flip hard inside the roof of my mouth. It even caused her enough pain that I heard her say "Ow!" as she removed her foot and then kicked the inside of my mouth in frustration. It was hard enough for me to see stars and now half of her foot was inside my mouth with most of her weight bearing down inside my throat. At the same time the heel of that foot was nearly poking a hole in my neck. She remained with her weight balanced in this lethal mode for the rest of the hug and was I extremely pleased it was a very short hug as she said "Oh hi Sis!" They consider themselves sisters and had really bonded together as initially they were drawn together because the two of them by far were the tallest girls on campus and then discovered many other similar traits and common interests. Although there was no doubt that I felt the more pain then her when she tripped in my mouth she was still uncomfortable and backed up and stood on my stomach. This unfortunately prompted Francis to lift that size 14 foot and place it firmly on my face and it was obvious that she was going to stand full weight. I yelled, "No! Help! Don't step on me!" None of this was heard because her foot had completely sealed my mouth and the music was to loud. The crush wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be as her 300 pounds were spread out over a larger surface area and it felt about as hard as Shelly's foot when she was crushing me. As there was not even a sliver of room left on my face her 2nd foot went automatically to my chest as she stayed there for one dance. As she danced and it came to her doing the foot grind over me, the soft bruised skin on my face had already filled in the empty spaces between the deep tread that she had on the bottom of her boot. It was like she was trying to tear off the tissue of my bones and just leave a skull behind like you would see on a Halloween skeleton. For that one dance I was looking up 620 pounds of gorgeous sorority girls on my torso with another 300 pounds going on and off of my palms with and occasional 150 stepping on my leg by accident. I reasoned that all good things must come to an end when I heard Francis say Let's go sit down, Sis." I was quite happy when she again put all of her weight on my face again and strode off nailing my hand one more time. This was then followed by Shelly's foot which also had decided that my face was to be the step down feature of this bump to get back down to the floor. The heel of her shoe bit deeply into my lip. This time and I could taste the blood as it trickled down my throat. The sole of her shoe came down hard on my forehead and as she leaned forward to take the next step that little space on the sole of her shoe that was in contact with my forehead was now supporting her entire weight and I began to notice it throbbing after both amazonians had just made identical maneuvers on me. I didn't have much time to think about a throbbing headache as Shelly's heel also had found my palm. But apparently she was going to be a little polite and waited on the crowd to part somewhat. Meanwhile, she enjoyed rocking back on that heel while she waited. So that I wouldn't be concentrating on the pain her partner was causing me, Lil' bit stepped forward with her sole on my mouth and just waited there until Shelly was going to move forward. This accomplished 2 good things actually, the first was it gave me something to concentrate on as the up skirt view she was providing was distracting enough to take my thoughts away from Shelly's heel as it was boring its way through my hand to the floor. The second was although she was just an enjoyable 100 pounds perched on my mouth, it provided enough pressure on my lips to stop the bleeding. I confirmed this by examining the bottom of her sole as she ever so often shifted her weight enough to see that there was no longer a bright red spot on the bottom of her foot but just the dull one of my dried blood. The crowd thinned just for a minute and the 2 of them disappeared in the crowd. 'Nature hates a void' I remembered one of his professors telling me and to keep things in balance I became the center of the traffic pattern as it seemed everyone needed to leave her brand of a heel mark on me whether it was my face, chest , or hands. I enjoyed many of the up skirt views and was trying to silently count which was the most popular color of panties being worn to night. Many of the ladies also provided samples of their foot scent as they would come up and kick my head and then pop their shoe off and begin exploring my facial features. some danced barefoot on my face others put their heels back on first. Still others liked the view from my chest or groin and danced up there for a while. I was being well used at this point. Amanda had finally found Betty over by the table that Shelly and Lil' bit was sitting at and asked Betty if she had managed to get the dummy on to the couch ok. Betty apologized saying she only got part way when she kind of got busy. Amanda flashed a disappointed scowl at her that Lil' bit picked up on and Lil bit immediately got Betty off the hook saying Shelly and her needed to borrow it for a bit and that would help make sure that the dummy was ready for the pledges. Amanda asked where did she leave the dummy, and Betty said she wasn't sure but it was someplace over in that far corner. That's when Shelly quipped in taking some responsibility, "I can help you find it pretty easy!" (as tall as she was she had a pretty good perspective of where ever she was in a crowd) So Amanda and Lil' bit set out after Shelly as they figured the 3 of them could do a better job in reaching their goal. Lil' bit would run interference as Amanda and Shelly each took a leg. Hopefully they could get through the crowd non stop this way. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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