Mr Couch
04-14-2010, 3:30 PM
This is the latest story dealing with Allie and her adventures working as a staff member. As always, it is fairly intense and deals with a woman killing a man.
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Allie Part 5 - Room 3F, Surprises
Allie was now 26 years old, her birthday being almost 3 months ago. It had been nearly 8 months since she had executed her first patient at the Facility, and over half a year since she had swallowed nearly all of the midget's head with her ass. Steve, that had been his name. She had thought of Steve and what she had done that glorious day, at least once a day since. She had even remembered dreaming about him several times, the fuzzy remnants after waking up only blurry haze of her sitting on his face again and again, her ass nearly swallowing his head whole.
Her execution of Steve had been life-changing, and not only in her newfound lust to sit on patient's faces, to crush their face and suffocate them underneath her bottom. Steve had driven a new goal, a new quest into being. A quest, almost an obsession, to make her ass as big as she could get it. This newfound obsession and desire had defeated and replaced her old wish to stay slender and fit. Not too long after starting her job at the Facility, she started having to buy new clothes to match her growing size. With her 5'6" height, Allie's current weight of 210 pounds made her more than a little plump. Luckily, she thought she still had a pretty face. The many pounds she had gained over these last several months had of course given her bigger everything, ass to thighs, arms and legs to a fat belly. While most of her had grown bigger, she apparently was one of those women that saw weight gain especially target her ass, thighs, and stomach. Her stomach bulged out in what was a fat, healthy belly. Her thighs were broad pale pillars of plumpness that joined the rest of her legs to her ass. They seemed to have more than a little fat on them. Her ass seemed to have grown the most, like it was stealing the far bigger share of food she ate, similar to an oak tree stealing all the water from a scrub brush and keeping it for itself. Her ass was very large and pale, comprised of two divided slabs of fatty flesh, each one large in its own right. It bulged out considerably now, from between her back and the backs of her legs. Allie would sometimes find herself rubbing her hands over those warm bulging globes of flesh when she was in the privacy of her own home. She thought it was beautiful.
She had delighted at sitting on patient's faces with her gradual growing bottom these last months, plopping down on their faces so she could sit there with their heads between the large cushiony globes of her bottom. As her ass had grown, she noticed that it tended to cover her patient's faces better and better, her asscheeks warmly molding over their faces, and seeming to do a little better job at covering the sides of their heads as it grew. But she yearned for another Steve, another midget, to test out her new magnificent ass. Maybe someday. Until then, she would continue to do what she was doing, sitting on each patient's face with her ass, smothering their faces inside her asscrack as her womanly weight bore their heads down into that fluffy green carpet.
Allie suddenly brought her mind from her thoughts and back to the task at hand. Quickly reading the rest of the article in the newspaper that had caught her eye, she went to her bedroom and changed her clothes, choosing a pair of tight beige-colored slacks with a matching blouse. She hoped today would be a naked execution. They seemed to happen about half of the time, in her experience. Done dressing, she fixed her wavy dirty-blonde hair in the mirror and finished up in the bathroom. After she had eaten four glazed donuts from the bakery down the street and drank her traditional cup of morning coffee, she was all set. Grabbing her purse and keys, Allie made sure to slip a little square mirror without a handle from her purse to one of her socks, slipping it down between her sock and ankle. She had taken to smuggling the mirror into the Facility for her executions, doing so for probably the last 2 months. She liked to see her ass from the back as it sat on a patient's face. Waving her foot to make sure the mirror was secure, she headed out the door.
While driving the short distance to the Facility, Allie had to grin at what would be a new part of today's execution. Two new parts, actually. After her last kill four days ago, she had stocked up on food and supplies so her time in public could be brought to a minimum. Then she had come home and taken a shower, like she did after every execution. And then hadn't taken one since. For four days now she had skipped bathing, making sure to use generous amounts of deodorant but otherwise doing little to her body except put on makeup. Although her skin looked clean to the eye, it FELT dirty and grimy, and a little sweaty too. She hadn't really noticed if she smelled or not, but she assumed she did. She grinned again, thinking that her ass couldn't smell very good. The second change for this execution was that she hadn't brushed her teeth or gargled any mouthwash in 2 whole days. She hoped that it would make her saliva more gooey and slimy, if it came out of a mouth that had been left to itself for awhile. If she was right, it would work as an even stickier lubrication on the patient's face, so their face could slide as far up her ass as possible and just as important, so her large asscheeks could grip around and hold in whatever came in. Oh, how she hoped for a naked execution today, she wouldn't get any real use out of either new idea without that. She would know in only 5 more minutes.
Walking into the Facility and still aware of the mirror in her sock, Allie waited in line behind Karla's desk to receive this morning's execution details. When she was next, Karla looked at her and slightly shook her head, at what Allie figured was her much larger size. Karla had shaken her head often at Allie these past few months. Ignoring the woman's open display of disapproval, Allie asked her for the details.
"Your execution today is a 29 year old man by the name of Ben. He wants a naked execution and is now ready to receive you in room 3F," Karla told her in that cold business-like manner of speaking.
"Thank you Karla," Allie replied with a smile. The smile was for the naked execution, not Karla. She turned and set off for room 3F, not the furthest room from the front door, but one of the most remote. As her heels clicked on the tiled hallways, she was bubbling with anticipation for her naked and smelly execution.
A few minutes later, she stopped in front of room 3F, a room in an outer-wing of the Facility. Allie decided that today she would leave the door open, to see the reactions of any people walking by in the hall. The room was in an area where you didn't see very many people, but there may be a couple walking by while she was in the process of executing Ben.
Swinging open the door and swinging it all the way to the wall of the hallway, Allie turned her head to look into the room at her waiting patient. And opened her mouth wide in an incredulous but ecstatic smile. The once-in-a-lifetime treat in the form of Steve had just been duplicated, by a man named Ben. He was a midget too! Allie quickly scanned his form lying there on the carpet, studying him, comparing him to Steve. Having curly dark hair, he seemed very similar in size and structure to Steve. With small everything, he was roughly 3 and a half feet from head to toe and skinny. Finally managing to close her mouth, Allie walked a short distance into the room, taking her clothes and shoes off, depositing them in a pile on the floor. Standing there naked and looking down at the little mirror she had removed from her sock before taking it off, Allie's head came up to look at Ben when he spoke in a subdued voice.
"How are you going to kill me?"
Allie kept silent, simply walking over to the little man lying there. She stepped over his legs and bent down until her face was no more than a foot from his, his eyes staring into hers, waiting for her to speak.
Letting herself put on a mischievious grin, Allie told him. "I'm going to sit on your face." She watched his eyes widen in alarm, and promptly took hold of his head in both hands and started to lick his face with her tongue. She had quickly discovered that this was a much faster and efficient way to cover someone's face with saliva, if she licked them before spitting. Done licking Ben's face with her dirty tongue, Allie gathered some saliva in her unclean mouth, parted her lips slightly, and dropped a gooey and stretched out crystalline strand of spit right between his eyes. As soon as the gooey and mostly clear glob landed, his eyes took on a look of confusion, his eyebrows lowering slightly.
"Why are you doing this?" Ben asked in a calm but puzzled voice.
"I promise you will know soon enough," Allie replied. And then she started spitting on his face, gathering more saliva and phlegm from her throat when she ran out in her mouth. She could feel that her mouth was dirty, it tasted foul and was hot as a tropical jungle. But she kept spitting, on his cheeks, in his eyes, on his mouth and nose. Everywhere. And then stopped when she saw his tongue come out of his mouth and lick his mouth with her spit on it! "Is there a reason why you just licked the spit on your mouth?" she asked.
After a second, Ben shrugged his shoulders and replied with "I like women's spit okay? My girlfriend used to spit in my mouth sometimes."
Allie pursed her lips, frowning in thought. "Well your face looks to be covered well enough, so if you open your mouth i'll spit in it for you."
Ben opened his mouth, eyes still shut from the gobs of spit in them, and Allie started to spit in his mouth. Kind of an odd deal, but he seemed to like it, swallowing her spit as she spat into his mouth. She could see the spit as it entered his mouth, usually hitting his tongue to roll down into a small pool at the bottom. Dropping the last big dangling glob of slime into his mouth, she brought her face around to the side of his head and whispered in his ear, "I haven't brushed my teeth in two days." Standing back up, Allie observed the man with a little smile on his face. Odd fellow. She wondered if he would like the inside of her ass. She doubted it.
Swimming with barely contained anticipation, she unfastened the white foam blocks that were keeping his head from turning and moved them a good distance off to the side. Then she got into position, stradding Ben's body with her feet, facing his feet. She bent and lowered her large bulging ass down towards his face until she could put one hand behind her for balance. Then she slowly lowered with her arm until she came to rest on his unmoving upturned face. She felt her asscheeks rest heavily, molded onto his saliva-covered face, and then much heavier as she quickly brought her hand off the floor and brought her feet off the floor, stretching her legs out to either side of his body.
Ben started kicking his legs and straining at the straps on his arms. Allie ignored it and brought her hands behind her and down to her ass. Leaning forward off of his face, she dug her fingers in between his face and the bottoms of her asscheeks. She heard him take one deep breath then, as she gripped the insides of her warm, sweaty asscheeks and pulled hard, leaning back onto his face.
Allie let go of her asscheeks as she felt Ben's wet face enter her long unwashed crack between her two big buttocks. As she continued leaning back and increasing the weight on his face, she felt his face continue its journey deeper into her asscrack, could feel the sides of his head rubbing along her sweaty inner asscheeks as they followed his face up into her ass. She heard a muffled cry or shout then, right before she felt his nose finally touch her asshole and then mash HARD against it. All this happened in well under a second, but she felt it as if in slow-motion. She knew what she had done as soon as she felt both buttcheeks touch the carpeted floor. She dared not spoil it by examining the situation yet, so she immediately started finishing what she had started.
Rolling her hips and massaging her big ass, she began bouncing on Ben's face. Bouncing there, she wriggled her bulging ass around his head, trying to bring as much of her buttocks to rest on the floor as possible, trying to flatten them out on the carpet. Beyond that one muffled shout, she had heard no noise from Ben or saw any movement from his body. She finished up her bouncing and the downward massaging and moved her head to look down at one of the sides of her ass. Knowing what she would see, she was still stunned when she saw what looked to be a sizable portion of the bottom of her buttcheek squeezed into the floor. She took a look at the other side and nodded when she saw the expected.
Now Allie almost trembled as she reached for the little mirror lying on the carpet next to her. Taking the mirror, she brought her hand behind her to take a look from the rear. Seeing a reflection of her back, she slowly slid the view down. When the view got down to her ass, she gasped in absolute shock. She couldn't see his head! At all! All she could see was her ass squishing into the floor from side to side. She was sitting on the FLOOR. The only thing she observed that could have indicated she was sitting on something was the way her ass seemed to stretch, or part, around something underneath her. With Steve, nearly all of his head had been inside the crack of her ass. Here with Ben, his entire head was buried underneath her squished down and spread ass.
Allie was brought out of her stunned amazement by something moving in the corner of her eye. Reluctantly turning her head from the mirror behind her, she saw that Ben was thrashing in his leather straps. As she watched his arms and legs jerk against their restraints, she felt Ben's head wiggling inside her butt. He no doubt was trying to turn his head or get out somehow, knowing what his situation was. But it was obviously useless. His entire head was inside her ass! There was absolutely nowhere for him to go. There was another thing that Allie realized then. For the first time ever, she couldn't hear any sound coming from below her ass, or rather, from inside her ass today. She didn't know if he was incapable of making a sound or that her ass, the ass he was inside of, acted like a soundproof room.
Catching motion to her right, Allie swiveled her head to find that a slim young woman was standing out in the hallway. Pretty, with straight black hair framing a tanned oval face set with dark brown eyes, she was goggling wide-eyed at Allie's ass, her mouth hanging open. Shortly after Allie caught sight of her, the young woman's eyes jerked up to meet hers, startled. Her big doe eyes got a quiet, studying look to them then and she nibbled on her bottom lip.
"He ... he can't breathe under there can he?" the young woman said quietly.
Allie put on a pleasant smile and replied with a calm, "No, he can't breathe under here."
The young woman shifted her eyes quickly to where Ben's arms and legs were wildly jerking at the straps and his body was twisting and heaving on the floor, and then quickly shifted them back to Allie's face. "You are ... his head is ..."
Allie laughed softly. "Yes, I am sitting on his face. And yes, his whole head is inside my ass."
The young woman looked down and away, blushing. "What is he feeling right now?"
Allie considered the question a moment before answering. "Where his head is, it is very hot and dark, he can't see anything. He can feel the insides of my ass all around his head. His face is being crushed into the area where my asshole is." She shrugged. "He's suffocating."
The young woman's cheeks reddened even more and she shivered delicately, her eyes shifting back and forth from the side of Allie's naked ass to Ben's body still thrashing on the carpet. "Would you like to come in and get a closer look?" Allie asked the young woman standing in the hallway.
The young raven-haired woman's eyes shot up to meet Allie's. Then she took a step back and shook her head jerkily, silently turned and walked out of sight down the hall. Allie chuckled at the encounter. With her young innocent face still with a little baby fat remaining on her cheeks, she was still just a girl, really. She wondered what she was doing here.
Just before Allie turned back to focus on Ben, she watched as the girl poked her head around the edge of the doorway to peek in again.
"What ... what does it feel like to have his head inside your butt like that?" the girl asked her.
"There isn't a whole lot to it. I can feel his little head wedged up between my buttcheeks and trying to wiggle. His face is mashing hard against by asshole." She shrugged again. "Because I'm sitting on it."
"Oh. I suppose that makes sense," the slim girl replied, still watching her.
Why are you here?" Allie asked the face watching her from the doorway.
"My brother caught the Sarapol virus while we were spending two weeks on an unauthorized camping trip," the girl said quietly. "This was six weeks ago. We had to leave him out there. When the health commitee found out that we hadn't tested ourselves for two weeks, the court decided part of my punishment was to work as a staff member as soon as I turned 18. My birthday was three days ago."
"And what are you doing here now?" Allie asked her.
"I was told to come in today to get information and check out the Facility. My first execution is tomorrow," the girl said quietly.
"What's your name?" Allie asked then.
"Julie."
"Would you like to come in and get a closer look dear?" Allie asked the young woman still peeking at her from the hall. Julie's face turned bright red, but she slowly nodded her head and stepped around the edge of the doorway, slowly coming into room 3F. Allie watched the slim girl in blue jeans and a tshirt as she came closer to where she was sitting on Ben's face. Ben was starting to really need air by this time, jerking madly in his restraints and twisting his body. Julie slowly walked around behind where Allie was sitting, and bent down, putting her hands on her knees. And peered a little wide-eyed at where Allie's naked ass was squished onto the floor.
"Oh my God. His head IS inside your butt," Julie said in a voice tinged with wonder.
"Very much so," Julie said with a wide grin. "Would you like me to stand up and see it like that?"
Julie bit her lip shyly and nodded her head. Allie quickly unfastened the straps securing Ben's arms to the floor and reached forward to allow the leg straps to rotate. Then she moved her bare feet to the floor and put all her strength into standing up, using both hands to help lever herself up. She heard a loud gasp behind her as she slowly and shakily stood up, Ben's head still all the way inside her butt. The man's arms that were flailing in the air and grabbing and scratching at her legs, now had moved behind his head. He was pushing on Allie's pale naked buttcheeks with both hands, evidently trying to push his head out of her ass. Allie quickly grabbed his arms and corralled them back in front of her, shifting her balance to accomodate the weight from Ben's thrashing body, pulling down on her.
"I can't see his head at all," Julie said in disbelief. "When you were sitting on him, his head was on the floor with your ass spreading out on the floor around it. But without the floor under him, your asscheeks closed in around his head. He's IN there!" Her mouth was working, trying to process what she was seeing.
"Should I let him breathe?" Allie asked the girl standing behind her.
"He looks desperate for air," Julie replied, glancing down at the man's body dancing wildly, hanging down from Allie's ass. "Maybe you should."
"Come and hold his arms for me honey," Allie said, letting the man's wrists go. They immediately shot back and started scrabbling against her ass, hitting it frantically, pushing at it. She looked over her shoulder and watched the girl come up and reach out with her hands, grabbing an arm in each.
Allie bent over and reached her right hand behind her, slipping her hand into her shadowy crack. Her fingers felt along her inner asscheeks until she felt hair and the back of Ben's head. Grabbing as close to a fistful as she could, she wriggled her ass and pulled the hair until she felt his face pull away from her asshole, until she thought he might be able to breathe. She held him there by the hair and waited.
After a long drawn-out moment, she heard and felt a raspy indrawn breath of air from inside her ass. After 3 or 4 more breaths just like it, she started to hear frantic muffled screams that were a half-moan, coming from Ben still partway up her ass. He was screaming into her ass, undignified cries with more than a little pain and fear in them.
Allie looked around behind her and saw Julie holding his arms and staring at the back of Ben's head with a real quiet look, lips slightly open. It was the look Allie had seen on people's faces when they were looking at a car accident. Ben still screaming in fear, with moans signifying pain mixed in, Allie counted a slow count to 30. When she reached 30, Ben's screams had died down to pleading shouted cries. He probably wanted out.
"Do you think you can push his head back inside my ass so I can sit down without him falling out?" Allie asked the girl still quietly watching Ben's head lodged inside her ass. "My arms aren't long enough to push him all the way in."
Julie jerked her eyes back up to Allie's face and stared at her, breathing hard. Finally, she nodded reluctantly and dropped her hold on Ben's arms. Allie let go of his hair and clenched her asscheeks tight around his head so he couldn't pull it out. Securing his arms back in front of her, she bent over and turned back around to watch Julie while unclenching her ass. The girl tentatively reached up and hand shaking, weakly pushed on the back of Ben's head.
Watching her hand start to draw back, Allie firmly told the girl, "You need to push harder Julie."
"I know." The girl reached back up and put her hand on the back of Ben's head. And then pushed, grunting softly and leaning forward, and Allie felt Ben's head slide back up between her asscheeks, closely followed by Julie's fingers brushing against the insides of her crack. Finally his nose lodged up against her asshole and the girl pulled her hand back out. The screams cut off into barely heard muffled noises.
"That should be enough so he won't fall out when I sit down," Allie said, standing all the way back up. "Would you like to watch me sit back down on his face?"
Julie met her eyes again and simply nodded, touching her lips with her tongue in embarassment or uncertainty. With Ben starting to move his body again, Allie bent down until she could let go of one of Ben's wrists and touch the floor, slowly levering herself down. Ben started punching her leg weakly as Allie looked behind her to see Julie crouched down behind her, with an intent look in her dark eyes.
Slowly, she lowered her ass the rest of the way to the floor, sliding her feet out from her on the shag carpet. When her ass squished down onto the floor, she felt the back of Ben's head slowly slide out until it was resting on the floor underneath her. Julie's eyes were as intent as ever, mouth open, locked on what Allie knew was her ass meeting the floor. Ben was now scratching at Allie's leg frantically.
"Watch this Julie," Allie told her. Allie started to roll her hips again, massaging her ass onto and around Ben's head. She started to bounce then, massaging and bouncing, making sure his head was all the way up into her ass and to get as much of the bottom of her buttcheeks as possible to squish and spread out on the carpet.
"Oh my God. Your butt just ... swallowed ... his head," Allie said in shocked disbelief. You're bouncing on his head! You are crushing it! The girl's eyes were wide, her mouth working in what was almost terror, as she watched Allie continue to bounce on Ben's face.
"Do you want to watch me smother him to death inside my ass Julie? Watch me sit on his head until he dies?"
The pretty girl's head head whipped up to her and they stared at one another for a few seconds. "I ... I liked pushing his head back up your butt. So he couldn't ... so he couldn't breathe again." Julie said sheepishly, staring at her lap, her cheeks getting bright red. "I will stay and watch."
With that Allie nodded and let go of the midget's arm, leaning forward to undo both of his leg straps. Ben was now completely unbound. And apparently it didn't matter at all. With Allie's 210 pounds crushing his head into the floor, he wasn't going anywhere. His hands were now pushing up against the sides of her ass and even sometimes trying to wedge themselves between her ass and the floor, comically trying to put his hands under her ass to lift it off of his head. His legs were swinging every which way, trying to roll his body over and even kicking up and nearly kicking Allie. She had a tense moment the first couple times his feet kicked straight up, but it was plain that he wouldn't be able to kick far enough to touch her. Julie was sitting on her haunches a few feet to the side with her hands in her lap, watching with wide eyes at the brutal yet erotic display before her.
After she had been sitting on Ben's face for around a minute, his hands stopped trying to lift her ass off his head and started scrabbling and scratching her legs hard. Leaving red marks but not really hurting, Allie ignored them as she continued to sit on him.
Ben's thrashing body continued to ramp up in intensity up to around the 2 minute mark. Now he was going berserk, scratching and clawing, punching her legs and kicking his own legs all over.
"He's suffocating," the watching girl said quietly. "He's suffocating to death. With his head inside your butt."
Allie looked over at the girl sitting on her heels, absolutely still and watching her suffocating the little man with his head underneath her fat ass. Somewhere. "Yes, he's suffocating to death."
"He's going to die with his whole head inside your butt," Julie said in awe. And then she giggled. Laughing now and shaking her head, Julie went on. "I still can't believe that you're sitting on him like this."
"Would you like to sit on my lap," Allie asked her seriously.
Julie's whole face went bright red again, but she nodded. Getting up, Julie came up and stepped over Allie's legs, stepping up until she was straddling her lap. Then lowered her ass in blue jeans down until she was sitting on Allie's naked thighs. Scooching her body up until she was sitting with her crotch snug against Allie's body with her legs shooting off to the sides, the girl gave Allie a little smile.
Putting her arms around Julie's waist, Allie started rocking and squishing her hot grimy ass down onto Ben's head. Julie started slowly rocking with her, putting her arms around Allie's waist. "We are crushing his face. His whole head," the pretty girl on her lap suddenly said.
"We are killing him. You are too, sitting on my lap," Allie replied.
After that there was silence, except for the sound of Ben's arms and legs thrashing on the floor, sliding on the floor and buffeting it. His hands were slapping and clawing at both womens' legs, desperately trying to free his head from close to 350 pounds crushing it. His mad thrashing slowly was replaced with twitching legs. They gradually slowed until they stopped. Once all movement stopped, Allie asked Julie if she wanted to finish him off.
"You mean do I want to kill him ... by myself?"
"Yes, he isn't dead yet. If we pulled him out of my ass right now, he would eventually wake up and probably be fine. He will probably remain unconscious if we pull him out, but you would be the one killing him."
Julie looked down at her lap, blushing yet again, but faintly. "I will kill him," she mumbled.
"Okay. Get off my lap and help me pull his head out of my ass. We have to hurry" As soon as the girl got off her lap and stepped over her legs, Allie rolled over onto her side and bent over, using her hand to lift up her top buttcheek. Julie hurried over and bent down, and Allie could feel her reach into her asscrack, searching for Ben's head. After a few moments, Allie felt tugging inside her butt, Julie pulling on the head inside her. With both hands now, she was tugging at Ben's head, wiggling it and trying to pull it out of Allie's ass. Allie could feel his head shifting between her asscheeks, slowly being pulled out by its hair. With a squelch, she felt Ben's head finally come out of her ass.
"Oh no. Oh my God," Julie said in a horrified voice. Allie rolled back over and saw the girl staring at Ben's face with wide-eyes and her hand pressed over her mouth. Allie shifted her attention to what the girl was holding in her hands and was a little taken aback herself.
Ben had begun to breathe again, shallow labored unconscious breaths. His entire face was purple in color, with a light blue tinging the area around his lips. His nose was completely smashed flat against his face. He didn't just have a broken nose, even in multiple spots, his nose was literally crushed flat into his face, with some blood around it. One eye looked to be badly swollen shut, a deep purple lump rising around it. From what Allie could see, he was missing a couple teeth, which he probably had swallowed. His ears were bright red in color, from being squished against the sides of Allie's asscheeks. Finally, his whole head was moist and sticky from her spit and ass sweat. He looked horrible.
"Do you still want to kill him?" Allie asked the girl looking horrified at the little head she was holding in her hands.
"Yes ... yes I will." And with that, the girl promptly set the ruined head of Ben face-up on the floor, still breathing laboriously, and turned around and sat down on his face! Julie brought her legs up and laid them across his body, her jeans-covered ass mashing hard on top of his face with quite a bit hanging lower over the sides.
"He wanted a naked execution. If you do it, you will have to take off your clothes."
"Okay." And with that, she got up off his face and walked to the door, taking time to strip off her clothes and putting them in her own pile. As she was taking off her last sock, Ben started to move around. Allie shouted at Julie to hurry, he was waking up. The girl pulled off the sock and threw it on the pile, running over stark naked and evidently cold, goosebumps speckling the skin of her body. She was very pretty, with a sleek pale body.
Ben opened his one eye that wasn't swollen shut, a terrified bloodshot eye that was as wide as it would go. And then he started shrieking, long blood-curdling shrieks that lasted until he had no breath left in him, filling his lungs only to shriek again. Over and over. Scrabbling with his hands and legs on the carpet, Ben looked like a newborn calf, weak and desperately trying to stand, arms and legs not seeming to work right. Allie grabbed his feet and drug him across the floor close to Julie.
"Sit on his face! He's getting stronger! Do it!" Allie shouted. Julie looked horrified, like a fawn that was tensed to run. "Sit on his face! You have to!" Allie almost screamed at her.
The naked girl hesitated, then suddenly sprung towards the midget going wild on the carpet, clawing the floor to try to crawl away, trying to twist his feet out of Allie's grip. Still shrieking at the top of his lungs, his little arms almost windmilling against the floor.
Julie straddled the berserk midget on the floor and lowered her ass toward his face. Seeing this, he started hitting and slapping at her ass and legs. Still lowering her ass through his unsuccessful attempts to fend it off, Julie put one hand to the floor and lowered her ass all the way until she was sitting on Ben's head. On the side of his head, because he had turned it at the last second.
"Grab his arms!" Julie yelled at Allie. "Grab his arms so I can turn his head with my hands!"
Allie let go of his legs and with him kicking her, dove for his arms and pinned them to the ground. Julie lifted her ass off of his head and forcefully grasped his head with both hands, struggling it slowly face-up, his head wildly trying to twist out of her grip. As soon as she had fought his head face-up, Julie quickly lowered her naked ass down onto his face, giving a relieved cry of triumph when her small bottom sat down. Julie spread her legs out on Ben's body and let her full weight bear down on his face. That done, she started to bounce on his head, spreading her nearly white buttcheeks apart and wriggling her ass down around his face. Once Julie was done mashing her creamy ass down on his face, as far as it would go apparently, Allie transferred Ben's arms to her.
"I'm sitting on his face! I can feel his face and head up my ass!" Julie shouted incredulously at Allie. "I'm smothering him with my ass!"
Allie hurried around to the back of Julie to see what was going on. She certainly was sitting on his face. This pretty girl's small bubbly bottom was mashed over the top of Ben's face, the sides of her asscheeks about two inches from the floor, and with her tight little ass, it was swallowing his head about that far down, too. Allie hurried over and picked up the mirror from the ground, bringing it back to give to Julie.
"You certainly are. Check it out."
Reaching with the mirror behind her, Allie got wide-eyed and blushed very deeply, her entire face going crimson. "My ... butt ... is swallowing his head," she replied with a wavering voice. "It's not like you, but over half of his head is inside my butt! He can't breathe in there!"
"Nope. And you're not going to let him take one breath."
At this, Julie's face took on a determined cast. "Not one breath. He's going to smother inside my ass." And then she proceeded to massage her pale nude ass down onto Ben's face as his legs were flopping wildly and his arms were trying to jerk out of Julie's grip.
"I can feel him trying to move his head inside my butt," the girl sitting on his face suddenly told her. "It's kind of funny, he can't move it out of my ass."
"He can't breathe. You're also crushing his face." Allie replied. "He's trying to get out of your bottom."
"I know, I can feel it," the naked raven-haired girl said. "What do you think he feels inside my butt?" she asked quietly.
Allie grinned. "You asked me that question earlier, remember? What do YOU think he feels in there?"
"Well, he's suffocating and I'm crushing his face against the area where my asshole is. And ... and it's probably really hot in there and dark," the girl replied finally.
"Yes, all of that for sure. He's also probably terrified, with his head wedged in your ass like that," Allie laughed.
Julie giggled. "I hope he IS terrified inside my ass." And then wiggled her little ass on top of his face!"
Ben was starting to go berserk again, legs kicking the floor, twisting in his mad attempts to roll over, arms still jerking frantically in Julie's hands. He had been making noises into her ass intermittently, but now he gave a very loud muffled half-shriek, half-moan.
The girl sitting on his face got wide-eyed for a moment, and then giggled again. "He's suffocating in my ass. Suffocating INSIDE my ass!" She pursed her lips into a pout and then said calmly, "No breathing for you little man. You're staying in there."
The young pretty girl sat there then, her very pale, petite naked bottom trying to swallow Ben's head, as he started to die, thrashing madly in a panic and shrieking into her ass. His berserk body had the strength that only suffocating men had.
"Suffocate in my butt!" Julie shouted at him loudly. "Die in my butt!" He was twitching wildly now, mostly legs flying all over. Ever so slowly, his twitching legs stopped and finally faded to a last few irregular jerks. Allie told Julie that she had to sit on his face for the next 5 minutes, to make sure he died. Julie sat there on his face, most of Ben's head between her buttcheeks.
Five minutes and a few random twitches later, Allie told Julie she could get off of him now. He was dead. Julie looked at her with large moist eyes and stared at her for a long moment. Then she pulled her ass off of Ben's head, her creamy squished buttocks pulling up from around his head. She turned around to look at his face. Tears started to trickle down her cheeks when she gazed upon Ben's extremely battered and dead face. Not much had changed from when they had pulled him out from inside Allie's ass, but unlike then, his face now looked obviously dead. It just had the look.
Sobbing softly, Julie set Ben's head down on the carpet and stared into Allie's eyes. "I killed him!" she sobbed. "I smothered him to death inside my ass! She was bawling now.
"Shh honey," Allie cooed. "You did kill him and you did smother him to death inside your ass. But he was LUCKY that you did that to him."
"Lucky?" the weeping girl asked.
"Yes, lucky." Allie confirmed. "How many men get to die with their face and most of their head inside a pretty girl's bottom? He had to die somehow. That seems a good way to me."
Julie frowned and hesitated. "I suppose I am pretty. And I DO have a pretty bottom. But he was in agony as he smothered up there."
"A sweet agony though, child. He smothered with his head inside your ass. While you sat on his face. His head was in your ass when he died, hugging him more tightly than any mother could have hugged their child. That was a special thing you did to him."
Julie stopped weeping at Allie's comforting words, wiping her tears and looking heartened. "I think I see what you're saying. He had to die somehow, like you said." She crouched down, looking gently at Ben's face, stroking his cheek. "I'm glad that you were able to die in my ass. I hope part of you enjoyed it."
As she silently studied the young woman putting her clothes back on, Allie couldn't help but smile. This ... this girl ... was going to be one very formidable staff member. As soon as Julie was dressed, Allie saw her glance back to stare at Ben's corpse for a moment, eyes shining. Head turning back to the door, the girl left the room, lightly stroking her ass. Very formidable indeed.
Allie dressed and headed out of the room herself, another execution completed.
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Allie Part 5 - Room 3F, Surprises
Allie was now 26 years old, her birthday being almost 3 months ago. It had been nearly 8 months since she had executed her first patient at the Facility, and over half a year since she had swallowed nearly all of the midget's head with her ass. Steve, that had been his name. She had thought of Steve and what she had done that glorious day, at least once a day since. She had even remembered dreaming about him several times, the fuzzy remnants after waking up only blurry haze of her sitting on his face again and again, her ass nearly swallowing his head whole.
Her execution of Steve had been life-changing, and not only in her newfound lust to sit on patient's faces, to crush their face and suffocate them underneath her bottom. Steve had driven a new goal, a new quest into being. A quest, almost an obsession, to make her ass as big as she could get it. This newfound obsession and desire had defeated and replaced her old wish to stay slender and fit. Not too long after starting her job at the Facility, she started having to buy new clothes to match her growing size. With her 5'6" height, Allie's current weight of 210 pounds made her more than a little plump. Luckily, she thought she still had a pretty face. The many pounds she had gained over these last several months had of course given her bigger everything, ass to thighs, arms and legs to a fat belly. While most of her had grown bigger, she apparently was one of those women that saw weight gain especially target her ass, thighs, and stomach. Her stomach bulged out in what was a fat, healthy belly. Her thighs were broad pale pillars of plumpness that joined the rest of her legs to her ass. They seemed to have more than a little fat on them. Her ass seemed to have grown the most, like it was stealing the far bigger share of food she ate, similar to an oak tree stealing all the water from a scrub brush and keeping it for itself. Her ass was very large and pale, comprised of two divided slabs of fatty flesh, each one large in its own right. It bulged out considerably now, from between her back and the backs of her legs. Allie would sometimes find herself rubbing her hands over those warm bulging globes of flesh when she was in the privacy of her own home. She thought it was beautiful.
She had delighted at sitting on patient's faces with her gradual growing bottom these last months, plopping down on their faces so she could sit there with their heads between the large cushiony globes of her bottom. As her ass had grown, she noticed that it tended to cover her patient's faces better and better, her asscheeks warmly molding over their faces, and seeming to do a little better job at covering the sides of their heads as it grew. But she yearned for another Steve, another midget, to test out her new magnificent ass. Maybe someday. Until then, she would continue to do what she was doing, sitting on each patient's face with her ass, smothering their faces inside her asscrack as her womanly weight bore their heads down into that fluffy green carpet.
Allie suddenly brought her mind from her thoughts and back to the task at hand. Quickly reading the rest of the article in the newspaper that had caught her eye, she went to her bedroom and changed her clothes, choosing a pair of tight beige-colored slacks with a matching blouse. She hoped today would be a naked execution. They seemed to happen about half of the time, in her experience. Done dressing, she fixed her wavy dirty-blonde hair in the mirror and finished up in the bathroom. After she had eaten four glazed donuts from the bakery down the street and drank her traditional cup of morning coffee, she was all set. Grabbing her purse and keys, Allie made sure to slip a little square mirror without a handle from her purse to one of her socks, slipping it down between her sock and ankle. She had taken to smuggling the mirror into the Facility for her executions, doing so for probably the last 2 months. She liked to see her ass from the back as it sat on a patient's face. Waving her foot to make sure the mirror was secure, she headed out the door.
While driving the short distance to the Facility, Allie had to grin at what would be a new part of today's execution. Two new parts, actually. After her last kill four days ago, she had stocked up on food and supplies so her time in public could be brought to a minimum. Then she had come home and taken a shower, like she did after every execution. And then hadn't taken one since. For four days now she had skipped bathing, making sure to use generous amounts of deodorant but otherwise doing little to her body except put on makeup. Although her skin looked clean to the eye, it FELT dirty and grimy, and a little sweaty too. She hadn't really noticed if she smelled or not, but she assumed she did. She grinned again, thinking that her ass couldn't smell very good. The second change for this execution was that she hadn't brushed her teeth or gargled any mouthwash in 2 whole days. She hoped that it would make her saliva more gooey and slimy, if it came out of a mouth that had been left to itself for awhile. If she was right, it would work as an even stickier lubrication on the patient's face, so their face could slide as far up her ass as possible and just as important, so her large asscheeks could grip around and hold in whatever came in. Oh, how she hoped for a naked execution today, she wouldn't get any real use out of either new idea without that. She would know in only 5 more minutes.
Walking into the Facility and still aware of the mirror in her sock, Allie waited in line behind Karla's desk to receive this morning's execution details. When she was next, Karla looked at her and slightly shook her head, at what Allie figured was her much larger size. Karla had shaken her head often at Allie these past few months. Ignoring the woman's open display of disapproval, Allie asked her for the details.
"Your execution today is a 29 year old man by the name of Ben. He wants a naked execution and is now ready to receive you in room 3F," Karla told her in that cold business-like manner of speaking.
"Thank you Karla," Allie replied with a smile. The smile was for the naked execution, not Karla. She turned and set off for room 3F, not the furthest room from the front door, but one of the most remote. As her heels clicked on the tiled hallways, she was bubbling with anticipation for her naked and smelly execution.
A few minutes later, she stopped in front of room 3F, a room in an outer-wing of the Facility. Allie decided that today she would leave the door open, to see the reactions of any people walking by in the hall. The room was in an area where you didn't see very many people, but there may be a couple walking by while she was in the process of executing Ben.
Swinging open the door and swinging it all the way to the wall of the hallway, Allie turned her head to look into the room at her waiting patient. And opened her mouth wide in an incredulous but ecstatic smile. The once-in-a-lifetime treat in the form of Steve had just been duplicated, by a man named Ben. He was a midget too! Allie quickly scanned his form lying there on the carpet, studying him, comparing him to Steve. Having curly dark hair, he seemed very similar in size and structure to Steve. With small everything, he was roughly 3 and a half feet from head to toe and skinny. Finally managing to close her mouth, Allie walked a short distance into the room, taking her clothes and shoes off, depositing them in a pile on the floor. Standing there naked and looking down at the little mirror she had removed from her sock before taking it off, Allie's head came up to look at Ben when he spoke in a subdued voice.
"How are you going to kill me?"
Allie kept silent, simply walking over to the little man lying there. She stepped over his legs and bent down until her face was no more than a foot from his, his eyes staring into hers, waiting for her to speak.
Letting herself put on a mischievious grin, Allie told him. "I'm going to sit on your face." She watched his eyes widen in alarm, and promptly took hold of his head in both hands and started to lick his face with her tongue. She had quickly discovered that this was a much faster and efficient way to cover someone's face with saliva, if she licked them before spitting. Done licking Ben's face with her dirty tongue, Allie gathered some saliva in her unclean mouth, parted her lips slightly, and dropped a gooey and stretched out crystalline strand of spit right between his eyes. As soon as the gooey and mostly clear glob landed, his eyes took on a look of confusion, his eyebrows lowering slightly.
"Why are you doing this?" Ben asked in a calm but puzzled voice.
"I promise you will know soon enough," Allie replied. And then she started spitting on his face, gathering more saliva and phlegm from her throat when she ran out in her mouth. She could feel that her mouth was dirty, it tasted foul and was hot as a tropical jungle. But she kept spitting, on his cheeks, in his eyes, on his mouth and nose. Everywhere. And then stopped when she saw his tongue come out of his mouth and lick his mouth with her spit on it! "Is there a reason why you just licked the spit on your mouth?" she asked.
After a second, Ben shrugged his shoulders and replied with "I like women's spit okay? My girlfriend used to spit in my mouth sometimes."
Allie pursed her lips, frowning in thought. "Well your face looks to be covered well enough, so if you open your mouth i'll spit in it for you."
Ben opened his mouth, eyes still shut from the gobs of spit in them, and Allie started to spit in his mouth. Kind of an odd deal, but he seemed to like it, swallowing her spit as she spat into his mouth. She could see the spit as it entered his mouth, usually hitting his tongue to roll down into a small pool at the bottom. Dropping the last big dangling glob of slime into his mouth, she brought her face around to the side of his head and whispered in his ear, "I haven't brushed my teeth in two days." Standing back up, Allie observed the man with a little smile on his face. Odd fellow. She wondered if he would like the inside of her ass. She doubted it.
Swimming with barely contained anticipation, she unfastened the white foam blocks that were keeping his head from turning and moved them a good distance off to the side. Then she got into position, stradding Ben's body with her feet, facing his feet. She bent and lowered her large bulging ass down towards his face until she could put one hand behind her for balance. Then she slowly lowered with her arm until she came to rest on his unmoving upturned face. She felt her asscheeks rest heavily, molded onto his saliva-covered face, and then much heavier as she quickly brought her hand off the floor and brought her feet off the floor, stretching her legs out to either side of his body.
Ben started kicking his legs and straining at the straps on his arms. Allie ignored it and brought her hands behind her and down to her ass. Leaning forward off of his face, she dug her fingers in between his face and the bottoms of her asscheeks. She heard him take one deep breath then, as she gripped the insides of her warm, sweaty asscheeks and pulled hard, leaning back onto his face.
Allie let go of her asscheeks as she felt Ben's wet face enter her long unwashed crack between her two big buttocks. As she continued leaning back and increasing the weight on his face, she felt his face continue its journey deeper into her asscrack, could feel the sides of his head rubbing along her sweaty inner asscheeks as they followed his face up into her ass. She heard a muffled cry or shout then, right before she felt his nose finally touch her asshole and then mash HARD against it. All this happened in well under a second, but she felt it as if in slow-motion. She knew what she had done as soon as she felt both buttcheeks touch the carpeted floor. She dared not spoil it by examining the situation yet, so she immediately started finishing what she had started.
Rolling her hips and massaging her big ass, she began bouncing on Ben's face. Bouncing there, she wriggled her bulging ass around his head, trying to bring as much of her buttocks to rest on the floor as possible, trying to flatten them out on the carpet. Beyond that one muffled shout, she had heard no noise from Ben or saw any movement from his body. She finished up her bouncing and the downward massaging and moved her head to look down at one of the sides of her ass. Knowing what she would see, she was still stunned when she saw what looked to be a sizable portion of the bottom of her buttcheek squeezed into the floor. She took a look at the other side and nodded when she saw the expected.
Now Allie almost trembled as she reached for the little mirror lying on the carpet next to her. Taking the mirror, she brought her hand behind her to take a look from the rear. Seeing a reflection of her back, she slowly slid the view down. When the view got down to her ass, she gasped in absolute shock. She couldn't see his head! At all! All she could see was her ass squishing into the floor from side to side. She was sitting on the FLOOR. The only thing she observed that could have indicated she was sitting on something was the way her ass seemed to stretch, or part, around something underneath her. With Steve, nearly all of his head had been inside the crack of her ass. Here with Ben, his entire head was buried underneath her squished down and spread ass.
Allie was brought out of her stunned amazement by something moving in the corner of her eye. Reluctantly turning her head from the mirror behind her, she saw that Ben was thrashing in his leather straps. As she watched his arms and legs jerk against their restraints, she felt Ben's head wiggling inside her butt. He no doubt was trying to turn his head or get out somehow, knowing what his situation was. But it was obviously useless. His entire head was inside her ass! There was absolutely nowhere for him to go. There was another thing that Allie realized then. For the first time ever, she couldn't hear any sound coming from below her ass, or rather, from inside her ass today. She didn't know if he was incapable of making a sound or that her ass, the ass he was inside of, acted like a soundproof room.
Catching motion to her right, Allie swiveled her head to find that a slim young woman was standing out in the hallway. Pretty, with straight black hair framing a tanned oval face set with dark brown eyes, she was goggling wide-eyed at Allie's ass, her mouth hanging open. Shortly after Allie caught sight of her, the young woman's eyes jerked up to meet hers, startled. Her big doe eyes got a quiet, studying look to them then and she nibbled on her bottom lip.
"He ... he can't breathe under there can he?" the young woman said quietly.
Allie put on a pleasant smile and replied with a calm, "No, he can't breathe under here."
The young woman shifted her eyes quickly to where Ben's arms and legs were wildly jerking at the straps and his body was twisting and heaving on the floor, and then quickly shifted them back to Allie's face. "You are ... his head is ..."
Allie laughed softly. "Yes, I am sitting on his face. And yes, his whole head is inside my ass."
The young woman looked down and away, blushing. "What is he feeling right now?"
Allie considered the question a moment before answering. "Where his head is, it is very hot and dark, he can't see anything. He can feel the insides of my ass all around his head. His face is being crushed into the area where my asshole is." She shrugged. "He's suffocating."
The young woman's cheeks reddened even more and she shivered delicately, her eyes shifting back and forth from the side of Allie's naked ass to Ben's body still thrashing on the carpet. "Would you like to come in and get a closer look?" Allie asked the young woman standing in the hallway.
The young raven-haired woman's eyes shot up to meet Allie's. Then she took a step back and shook her head jerkily, silently turned and walked out of sight down the hall. Allie chuckled at the encounter. With her young innocent face still with a little baby fat remaining on her cheeks, she was still just a girl, really. She wondered what she was doing here.
Just before Allie turned back to focus on Ben, she watched as the girl poked her head around the edge of the doorway to peek in again.
"What ... what does it feel like to have his head inside your butt like that?" the girl asked her.
"There isn't a whole lot to it. I can feel his little head wedged up between my buttcheeks and trying to wiggle. His face is mashing hard against by asshole." She shrugged again. "Because I'm sitting on it."
"Oh. I suppose that makes sense," the slim girl replied, still watching her.
Why are you here?" Allie asked the face watching her from the doorway.
"My brother caught the Sarapol virus while we were spending two weeks on an unauthorized camping trip," the girl said quietly. "This was six weeks ago. We had to leave him out there. When the health commitee found out that we hadn't tested ourselves for two weeks, the court decided part of my punishment was to work as a staff member as soon as I turned 18. My birthday was three days ago."
"And what are you doing here now?" Allie asked her.
"I was told to come in today to get information and check out the Facility. My first execution is tomorrow," the girl said quietly.
"What's your name?" Allie asked then.
"Julie."
"Would you like to come in and get a closer look dear?" Allie asked the young woman still peeking at her from the hall. Julie's face turned bright red, but she slowly nodded her head and stepped around the edge of the doorway, slowly coming into room 3F. Allie watched the slim girl in blue jeans and a tshirt as she came closer to where she was sitting on Ben's face. Ben was starting to really need air by this time, jerking madly in his restraints and twisting his body. Julie slowly walked around behind where Allie was sitting, and bent down, putting her hands on her knees. And peered a little wide-eyed at where Allie's naked ass was squished onto the floor.
"Oh my God. His head IS inside your butt," Julie said in a voice tinged with wonder.
"Very much so," Julie said with a wide grin. "Would you like me to stand up and see it like that?"
Julie bit her lip shyly and nodded her head. Allie quickly unfastened the straps securing Ben's arms to the floor and reached forward to allow the leg straps to rotate. Then she moved her bare feet to the floor and put all her strength into standing up, using both hands to help lever herself up. She heard a loud gasp behind her as she slowly and shakily stood up, Ben's head still all the way inside her butt. The man's arms that were flailing in the air and grabbing and scratching at her legs, now had moved behind his head. He was pushing on Allie's pale naked buttcheeks with both hands, evidently trying to push his head out of her ass. Allie quickly grabbed his arms and corralled them back in front of her, shifting her balance to accomodate the weight from Ben's thrashing body, pulling down on her.
"I can't see his head at all," Julie said in disbelief. "When you were sitting on him, his head was on the floor with your ass spreading out on the floor around it. But without the floor under him, your asscheeks closed in around his head. He's IN there!" Her mouth was working, trying to process what she was seeing.
"Should I let him breathe?" Allie asked the girl standing behind her.
"He looks desperate for air," Julie replied, glancing down at the man's body dancing wildly, hanging down from Allie's ass. "Maybe you should."
"Come and hold his arms for me honey," Allie said, letting the man's wrists go. They immediately shot back and started scrabbling against her ass, hitting it frantically, pushing at it. She looked over her shoulder and watched the girl come up and reach out with her hands, grabbing an arm in each.
Allie bent over and reached her right hand behind her, slipping her hand into her shadowy crack. Her fingers felt along her inner asscheeks until she felt hair and the back of Ben's head. Grabbing as close to a fistful as she could, she wriggled her ass and pulled the hair until she felt his face pull away from her asshole, until she thought he might be able to breathe. She held him there by the hair and waited.
After a long drawn-out moment, she heard and felt a raspy indrawn breath of air from inside her ass. After 3 or 4 more breaths just like it, she started to hear frantic muffled screams that were a half-moan, coming from Ben still partway up her ass. He was screaming into her ass, undignified cries with more than a little pain and fear in them.
Allie looked around behind her and saw Julie holding his arms and staring at the back of Ben's head with a real quiet look, lips slightly open. It was the look Allie had seen on people's faces when they were looking at a car accident. Ben still screaming in fear, with moans signifying pain mixed in, Allie counted a slow count to 30. When she reached 30, Ben's screams had died down to pleading shouted cries. He probably wanted out.
"Do you think you can push his head back inside my ass so I can sit down without him falling out?" Allie asked the girl still quietly watching Ben's head lodged inside her ass. "My arms aren't long enough to push him all the way in."
Julie jerked her eyes back up to Allie's face and stared at her, breathing hard. Finally, she nodded reluctantly and dropped her hold on Ben's arms. Allie let go of his hair and clenched her asscheeks tight around his head so he couldn't pull it out. Securing his arms back in front of her, she bent over and turned back around to watch Julie while unclenching her ass. The girl tentatively reached up and hand shaking, weakly pushed on the back of Ben's head.
Watching her hand start to draw back, Allie firmly told the girl, "You need to push harder Julie."
"I know." The girl reached back up and put her hand on the back of Ben's head. And then pushed, grunting softly and leaning forward, and Allie felt Ben's head slide back up between her asscheeks, closely followed by Julie's fingers brushing against the insides of her crack. Finally his nose lodged up against her asshole and the girl pulled her hand back out. The screams cut off into barely heard muffled noises.
"That should be enough so he won't fall out when I sit down," Allie said, standing all the way back up. "Would you like to watch me sit back down on his face?"
Julie met her eyes again and simply nodded, touching her lips with her tongue in embarassment or uncertainty. With Ben starting to move his body again, Allie bent down until she could let go of one of Ben's wrists and touch the floor, slowly levering herself down. Ben started punching her leg weakly as Allie looked behind her to see Julie crouched down behind her, with an intent look in her dark eyes.
Slowly, she lowered her ass the rest of the way to the floor, sliding her feet out from her on the shag carpet. When her ass squished down onto the floor, she felt the back of Ben's head slowly slide out until it was resting on the floor underneath her. Julie's eyes were as intent as ever, mouth open, locked on what Allie knew was her ass meeting the floor. Ben was now scratching at Allie's leg frantically.
"Watch this Julie," Allie told her. Allie started to roll her hips again, massaging her ass onto and around Ben's head. She started to bounce then, massaging and bouncing, making sure his head was all the way up into her ass and to get as much of the bottom of her buttcheeks as possible to squish and spread out on the carpet.
"Oh my God. Your butt just ... swallowed ... his head," Allie said in shocked disbelief. You're bouncing on his head! You are crushing it! The girl's eyes were wide, her mouth working in what was almost terror, as she watched Allie continue to bounce on Ben's face.
"Do you want to watch me smother him to death inside my ass Julie? Watch me sit on his head until he dies?"
The pretty girl's head head whipped up to her and they stared at one another for a few seconds. "I ... I liked pushing his head back up your butt. So he couldn't ... so he couldn't breathe again." Julie said sheepishly, staring at her lap, her cheeks getting bright red. "I will stay and watch."
With that Allie nodded and let go of the midget's arm, leaning forward to undo both of his leg straps. Ben was now completely unbound. And apparently it didn't matter at all. With Allie's 210 pounds crushing his head into the floor, he wasn't going anywhere. His hands were now pushing up against the sides of her ass and even sometimes trying to wedge themselves between her ass and the floor, comically trying to put his hands under her ass to lift it off of his head. His legs were swinging every which way, trying to roll his body over and even kicking up and nearly kicking Allie. She had a tense moment the first couple times his feet kicked straight up, but it was plain that he wouldn't be able to kick far enough to touch her. Julie was sitting on her haunches a few feet to the side with her hands in her lap, watching with wide eyes at the brutal yet erotic display before her.
After she had been sitting on Ben's face for around a minute, his hands stopped trying to lift her ass off his head and started scrabbling and scratching her legs hard. Leaving red marks but not really hurting, Allie ignored them as she continued to sit on him.
Ben's thrashing body continued to ramp up in intensity up to around the 2 minute mark. Now he was going berserk, scratching and clawing, punching her legs and kicking his own legs all over.
"He's suffocating," the watching girl said quietly. "He's suffocating to death. With his head inside your butt."
Allie looked over at the girl sitting on her heels, absolutely still and watching her suffocating the little man with his head underneath her fat ass. Somewhere. "Yes, he's suffocating to death."
"He's going to die with his whole head inside your butt," Julie said in awe. And then she giggled. Laughing now and shaking her head, Julie went on. "I still can't believe that you're sitting on him like this."
"Would you like to sit on my lap," Allie asked her seriously.
Julie's whole face went bright red again, but she nodded. Getting up, Julie came up and stepped over Allie's legs, stepping up until she was straddling her lap. Then lowered her ass in blue jeans down until she was sitting on Allie's naked thighs. Scooching her body up until she was sitting with her crotch snug against Allie's body with her legs shooting off to the sides, the girl gave Allie a little smile.
Putting her arms around Julie's waist, Allie started rocking and squishing her hot grimy ass down onto Ben's head. Julie started slowly rocking with her, putting her arms around Allie's waist. "We are crushing his face. His whole head," the pretty girl on her lap suddenly said.
"We are killing him. You are too, sitting on my lap," Allie replied.
After that there was silence, except for the sound of Ben's arms and legs thrashing on the floor, sliding on the floor and buffeting it. His hands were slapping and clawing at both womens' legs, desperately trying to free his head from close to 350 pounds crushing it. His mad thrashing slowly was replaced with twitching legs. They gradually slowed until they stopped. Once all movement stopped, Allie asked Julie if she wanted to finish him off.
"You mean do I want to kill him ... by myself?"
"Yes, he isn't dead yet. If we pulled him out of my ass right now, he would eventually wake up and probably be fine. He will probably remain unconscious if we pull him out, but you would be the one killing him."
Julie looked down at her lap, blushing yet again, but faintly. "I will kill him," she mumbled.
"Okay. Get off my lap and help me pull his head out of my ass. We have to hurry" As soon as the girl got off her lap and stepped over her legs, Allie rolled over onto her side and bent over, using her hand to lift up her top buttcheek. Julie hurried over and bent down, and Allie could feel her reach into her asscrack, searching for Ben's head. After a few moments, Allie felt tugging inside her butt, Julie pulling on the head inside her. With both hands now, she was tugging at Ben's head, wiggling it and trying to pull it out of Allie's ass. Allie could feel his head shifting between her asscheeks, slowly being pulled out by its hair. With a squelch, she felt Ben's head finally come out of her ass.
"Oh no. Oh my God," Julie said in a horrified voice. Allie rolled back over and saw the girl staring at Ben's face with wide-eyes and her hand pressed over her mouth. Allie shifted her attention to what the girl was holding in her hands and was a little taken aback herself.
Ben had begun to breathe again, shallow labored unconscious breaths. His entire face was purple in color, with a light blue tinging the area around his lips. His nose was completely smashed flat against his face. He didn't just have a broken nose, even in multiple spots, his nose was literally crushed flat into his face, with some blood around it. One eye looked to be badly swollen shut, a deep purple lump rising around it. From what Allie could see, he was missing a couple teeth, which he probably had swallowed. His ears were bright red in color, from being squished against the sides of Allie's asscheeks. Finally, his whole head was moist and sticky from her spit and ass sweat. He looked horrible.
"Do you still want to kill him?" Allie asked the girl looking horrified at the little head she was holding in her hands.
"Yes ... yes I will." And with that, the girl promptly set the ruined head of Ben face-up on the floor, still breathing laboriously, and turned around and sat down on his face! Julie brought her legs up and laid them across his body, her jeans-covered ass mashing hard on top of his face with quite a bit hanging lower over the sides.
"He wanted a naked execution. If you do it, you will have to take off your clothes."
"Okay." And with that, she got up off his face and walked to the door, taking time to strip off her clothes and putting them in her own pile. As she was taking off her last sock, Ben started to move around. Allie shouted at Julie to hurry, he was waking up. The girl pulled off the sock and threw it on the pile, running over stark naked and evidently cold, goosebumps speckling the skin of her body. She was very pretty, with a sleek pale body.
Ben opened his one eye that wasn't swollen shut, a terrified bloodshot eye that was as wide as it would go. And then he started shrieking, long blood-curdling shrieks that lasted until he had no breath left in him, filling his lungs only to shriek again. Over and over. Scrabbling with his hands and legs on the carpet, Ben looked like a newborn calf, weak and desperately trying to stand, arms and legs not seeming to work right. Allie grabbed his feet and drug him across the floor close to Julie.
"Sit on his face! He's getting stronger! Do it!" Allie shouted. Julie looked horrified, like a fawn that was tensed to run. "Sit on his face! You have to!" Allie almost screamed at her.
The naked girl hesitated, then suddenly sprung towards the midget going wild on the carpet, clawing the floor to try to crawl away, trying to twist his feet out of Allie's grip. Still shrieking at the top of his lungs, his little arms almost windmilling against the floor.
Julie straddled the berserk midget on the floor and lowered her ass toward his face. Seeing this, he started hitting and slapping at her ass and legs. Still lowering her ass through his unsuccessful attempts to fend it off, Julie put one hand to the floor and lowered her ass all the way until she was sitting on Ben's head. On the side of his head, because he had turned it at the last second.
"Grab his arms!" Julie yelled at Allie. "Grab his arms so I can turn his head with my hands!"
Allie let go of his legs and with him kicking her, dove for his arms and pinned them to the ground. Julie lifted her ass off of his head and forcefully grasped his head with both hands, struggling it slowly face-up, his head wildly trying to twist out of her grip. As soon as she had fought his head face-up, Julie quickly lowered her naked ass down onto his face, giving a relieved cry of triumph when her small bottom sat down. Julie spread her legs out on Ben's body and let her full weight bear down on his face. That done, she started to bounce on his head, spreading her nearly white buttcheeks apart and wriggling her ass down around his face. Once Julie was done mashing her creamy ass down on his face, as far as it would go apparently, Allie transferred Ben's arms to her.
"I'm sitting on his face! I can feel his face and head up my ass!" Julie shouted incredulously at Allie. "I'm smothering him with my ass!"
Allie hurried around to the back of Julie to see what was going on. She certainly was sitting on his face. This pretty girl's small bubbly bottom was mashed over the top of Ben's face, the sides of her asscheeks about two inches from the floor, and with her tight little ass, it was swallowing his head about that far down, too. Allie hurried over and picked up the mirror from the ground, bringing it back to give to Julie.
"You certainly are. Check it out."
Reaching with the mirror behind her, Allie got wide-eyed and blushed very deeply, her entire face going crimson. "My ... butt ... is swallowing his head," she replied with a wavering voice. "It's not like you, but over half of his head is inside my butt! He can't breathe in there!"
"Nope. And you're not going to let him take one breath."
At this, Julie's face took on a determined cast. "Not one breath. He's going to smother inside my ass." And then she proceeded to massage her pale nude ass down onto Ben's face as his legs were flopping wildly and his arms were trying to jerk out of Julie's grip.
"I can feel him trying to move his head inside my butt," the girl sitting on his face suddenly told her. "It's kind of funny, he can't move it out of my ass."
"He can't breathe. You're also crushing his face." Allie replied. "He's trying to get out of your bottom."
"I know, I can feel it," the naked raven-haired girl said. "What do you think he feels inside my butt?" she asked quietly.
Allie grinned. "You asked me that question earlier, remember? What do YOU think he feels in there?"
"Well, he's suffocating and I'm crushing his face against the area where my asshole is. And ... and it's probably really hot in there and dark," the girl replied finally.
"Yes, all of that for sure. He's also probably terrified, with his head wedged in your ass like that," Allie laughed.
Julie giggled. "I hope he IS terrified inside my ass." And then wiggled her little ass on top of his face!"
Ben was starting to go berserk again, legs kicking the floor, twisting in his mad attempts to roll over, arms still jerking frantically in Julie's hands. He had been making noises into her ass intermittently, but now he gave a very loud muffled half-shriek, half-moan.
The girl sitting on his face got wide-eyed for a moment, and then giggled again. "He's suffocating in my ass. Suffocating INSIDE my ass!" She pursed her lips into a pout and then said calmly, "No breathing for you little man. You're staying in there."
The young pretty girl sat there then, her very pale, petite naked bottom trying to swallow Ben's head, as he started to die, thrashing madly in a panic and shrieking into her ass. His berserk body had the strength that only suffocating men had.
"Suffocate in my butt!" Julie shouted at him loudly. "Die in my butt!" He was twitching wildly now, mostly legs flying all over. Ever so slowly, his twitching legs stopped and finally faded to a last few irregular jerks. Allie told Julie that she had to sit on his face for the next 5 minutes, to make sure he died. Julie sat there on his face, most of Ben's head between her buttcheeks.
Five minutes and a few random twitches later, Allie told Julie she could get off of him now. He was dead. Julie looked at her with large moist eyes and stared at her for a long moment. Then she pulled her ass off of Ben's head, her creamy squished buttocks pulling up from around his head. She turned around to look at his face. Tears started to trickle down her cheeks when she gazed upon Ben's extremely battered and dead face. Not much had changed from when they had pulled him out from inside Allie's ass, but unlike then, his face now looked obviously dead. It just had the look.
Sobbing softly, Julie set Ben's head down on the carpet and stared into Allie's eyes. "I killed him!" she sobbed. "I smothered him to death inside my ass! She was bawling now.
"Shh honey," Allie cooed. "You did kill him and you did smother him to death inside your ass. But he was LUCKY that you did that to him."
"Lucky?" the weeping girl asked.
"Yes, lucky." Allie confirmed. "How many men get to die with their face and most of their head inside a pretty girl's bottom? He had to die somehow. That seems a good way to me."
Julie frowned and hesitated. "I suppose I am pretty. And I DO have a pretty bottom. But he was in agony as he smothered up there."
"A sweet agony though, child. He smothered with his head inside your ass. While you sat on his face. His head was in your ass when he died, hugging him more tightly than any mother could have hugged their child. That was a special thing you did to him."
Julie stopped weeping at Allie's comforting words, wiping her tears and looking heartened. "I think I see what you're saying. He had to die somehow, like you said." She crouched down, looking gently at Ben's face, stroking his cheek. "I'm glad that you were able to die in my ass. I hope part of you enjoyed it."
As she silently studied the young woman putting her clothes back on, Allie couldn't help but smile. This ... this girl ... was going to be one very formidable staff member. As soon as Julie was dressed, Allie saw her glance back to stare at Ben's corpse for a moment, eyes shining. Head turning back to the door, the girl left the room, lightly stroking her ass. Very formidable indeed.
Allie dressed and headed out of the room herself, another execution completed.