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08-01-2008, 4:50 AM
THE GYM CLASS SQUISH
This story does not contain any trampling or foot fetish. Nevertheless I post it after replies to my second story „Elevator of Evil“ that showed some people here like it anyway.
A young man gets flattened and crushed under a big vaulting mat during a sports lesson, when two classes of female athletes sit on top. All persons involved in this story are older than 18.
Dave had developed that strange pressure fetish since he was a small child. He always liked his girlfriends sitting or lying on him. At the beginning it was only one, but soon he could convince his former girlfriend to bring her other mates with her to do a group squash. Initially she was not feeling comfortable to share their strange games with her mates, but she liked it so much herself in the end she brought four of her girlfriends with her who were very keen on doing these funny games, lying and sitting altogether on this „little boy“ who was her boyfriend and squashing him good under their combined weight. For him it was like a dream coming true.
So when he was at university the school had a big mat, probably 2 1/2 to 3 feet thick and about 12 by 12 feet in square. It must have been a pole vaulting mat and when he noticed it pushed up against the bleachers in the gym he remembered that during the last period of the day when it was the girls' gym class he had seen a lot of girls sitting on the mat waiting to see what they were going to do during gym. His fantasy grew: There were probabyly 30 girls in the class and at any given time there were girls sitting or lying on the mat; he thought it would be awesome to be under the mat. Finally one day he decided he had to be under the mat before they would move it, so before the last period of the day he left school early and went into the gym. He pulled the mat from the bleachers and put in leaning against the wall at the position where it usually was during gym class. It was really heavy and he could hardly move it on his own. He had put it at an angle against the wall so there was a little space at the bottom where he could crawl in. He sat down, stretched his legs and pushed against the bottom of the mat so it slowly came down finally burying him just in the middle under its full weight. He had placed two jumping boards left and right of his head so he wouldn't suffocate under the mat. But after this hard work to get under the mat he was nearly scared to death: The mat alone weighed so much he was already pinned firmly in place and he feared he couldn't get out from under it. He imagined what it would be like withe the girls' weight on the mat and what if he couldn't breathe. He figured the mat was pretty thick and lumpy already so the girls couldn't feel him. He thought of an early escape before it was too late, but then he could hear the bell ring for the last period and it was now definitely too late. He had to stay under the mat now until school was out. He heard the gym class come into the gym and he got so nervous, frightened and aroused at the same time. He heard the girls chatting and laughing, he felt the floor vibrating from their steps as they came closer and closer to the mat. He felt a couple of them gettingt on the mat and he started praying that not all 30 girls would jump on at the same time. With the heavy mat on him and all 30 or so girls on it, it could be a real problem for him. He could hear a lot of talking around the mat and he felt it getting heavier and heavier by the minute, until he started having a real hard time breathing. His heart started racing and he thought maybe it hasn't been such a good idea... As he was right in the middle he got the whole crushing weight and he couldn't move his feet, legs or arms at all. He realized that he was totally helpless down there, pinned to the ground under the weight of the mat and the girls that were already on, just worrying if any more of them would get on. He couldn't know how many of them actually sat on the mat, but probably quite a few considering the amount of weight. Still the weight seemed to increase. Finally he couldn't help to let out a muffled moan. „Huh, did you hear that? The mat makes funny noises!“
„Sure it does, it's old and worn out and not made for a whole class sitting on it! You'd also make funny noises if you were in the position of the mat!“
„But it was just when I jumped on here, like that...“
The girl got off and jumped on again. Dave had to clench his teeth to avoid moaning again; when she pounced down it was a real hard crushing feeling on his chest, knocking the wind out of him. Then he heard Mrs Jones, the teacher.
„As you already know we will do some theory today. I don't think there will be time left for practicing, though. Cindy and Susan, will you please help me getting the video recorder?“
And to the rest of the class:
„You can sit down here on the mat, but you have to crouch a little bit. Mrs Taylor's class will come also to join, so it could get a little tight on the mat today...“
The girls protested a little but but in the end seemed to give in, laughing and joking they moved to let the others on as well. The mat was getting heavier and heavier by the second now as obviously all remaining of the 28 girls were getting on trying to find a place to sit or lie. Dave was down below shocked in horror. All 30 girls would be too much for him, but Mrs Taylor's class were about 20 girls, less in number indeed, but a lot heavier, as they were 2 years older, and he remembered four or five girls that were real heavyweights. There was no way he could survive that combined weight. So he had no choice but to yell and cry to get the attention of the girls. They heard his muffled screams and stopped chatting, looking at each other. They couldn't believe someone could be under the mat. Carefully they rolled off and four girls lifted the mat. They looked at Dave, whose face was red and who was taking in some deep breaths, still recovering from the pressure he had gone through.
„Oh, that's Dave!“
Dave looked up and recognized Carolyn, one of his ex-girlfriend's mates.
„He likes it being under the weight of many women, so we should give him what he wants!“
The girls looked at Dave, then looked at each other; with a meaningful grin all 28 girls now teamed up against one easily overpowered and helpless man. Dave wasn't able to react fast enough as the mat fell back on him muffling his despaired „Noooo..!!!“ and soon all the girls were back on the mat, holding to each other as they now had a spot to concentrate their weight on, that was in the middle just on top of Dave! They piled up, sat down on each other's laps and started wiggling and bouncing so intensely, the heavy mat was starting to move. At least Dave was able to get some air with the mat moving on him.
„That's your fantasy fulfilled, Dave! You wanted our weight, now you get it!“
They yelled and laughed; but then Mrs Jones returned with Cindy and Susan, and right behind came 20 cute stunning beauties. While Mrs Jones was busy installing the video recorder Cindy and Susan joined their class mates on the mat, whereas the 20 other girls approached the mat slowly, a little unsure of where to sit down. But the 30 girls on the mat invited them to sit on it as well. Mean bitches they were they whispered to them they wanted to squish flat Greg, who was under the mat. Greg was a famous asshole at the university known for his numerous affairs and betraying each of his girlfriends. As in Mrs Taylor's class there were at least six or seven of his ex-girlfriends they now developed a strong feeling of revenge and jumped on into the middle of the mat where the lighter girls gave way to the heavier ones. They moved their bodies and butts squeezing poor Dave even harder and flatter. The last 14 girls got aroused from the fun of their mates and also wanted to have a little bit of the crushing feeling. So they finally crawled on also, finding their place on their mates' laps or shoulders. Mrs Jones wondered that all the 50 girls really found a place on the mat and even seemed to enjoy it, all grinning mean and doing some bounces from time to time. And they all stayed there till the end of the lesson, what was also quite astonishing as usually during boring theory most of them left the class at least once for the restroom (that means for a cigarette).
When the next class removed the mat later they discovered the body of Dave, who lay spread-eagled with blue face and a little flatter than usual. His ribs and pelvis were crushed from lying under more than 3 tons of girls' power for a whole period, but he had still kind of a happy look in his face...
This story does not contain any trampling or foot fetish. Nevertheless I post it after replies to my second story „Elevator of Evil“ that showed some people here like it anyway.
A young man gets flattened and crushed under a big vaulting mat during a sports lesson, when two classes of female athletes sit on top. All persons involved in this story are older than 18.
Dave had developed that strange pressure fetish since he was a small child. He always liked his girlfriends sitting or lying on him. At the beginning it was only one, but soon he could convince his former girlfriend to bring her other mates with her to do a group squash. Initially she was not feeling comfortable to share their strange games with her mates, but she liked it so much herself in the end she brought four of her girlfriends with her who were very keen on doing these funny games, lying and sitting altogether on this „little boy“ who was her boyfriend and squashing him good under their combined weight. For him it was like a dream coming true.
So when he was at university the school had a big mat, probably 2 1/2 to 3 feet thick and about 12 by 12 feet in square. It must have been a pole vaulting mat and when he noticed it pushed up against the bleachers in the gym he remembered that during the last period of the day when it was the girls' gym class he had seen a lot of girls sitting on the mat waiting to see what they were going to do during gym. His fantasy grew: There were probabyly 30 girls in the class and at any given time there were girls sitting or lying on the mat; he thought it would be awesome to be under the mat. Finally one day he decided he had to be under the mat before they would move it, so before the last period of the day he left school early and went into the gym. He pulled the mat from the bleachers and put in leaning against the wall at the position where it usually was during gym class. It was really heavy and he could hardly move it on his own. He had put it at an angle against the wall so there was a little space at the bottom where he could crawl in. He sat down, stretched his legs and pushed against the bottom of the mat so it slowly came down finally burying him just in the middle under its full weight. He had placed two jumping boards left and right of his head so he wouldn't suffocate under the mat. But after this hard work to get under the mat he was nearly scared to death: The mat alone weighed so much he was already pinned firmly in place and he feared he couldn't get out from under it. He imagined what it would be like withe the girls' weight on the mat and what if he couldn't breathe. He figured the mat was pretty thick and lumpy already so the girls couldn't feel him. He thought of an early escape before it was too late, but then he could hear the bell ring for the last period and it was now definitely too late. He had to stay under the mat now until school was out. He heard the gym class come into the gym and he got so nervous, frightened and aroused at the same time. He heard the girls chatting and laughing, he felt the floor vibrating from their steps as they came closer and closer to the mat. He felt a couple of them gettingt on the mat and he started praying that not all 30 girls would jump on at the same time. With the heavy mat on him and all 30 or so girls on it, it could be a real problem for him. He could hear a lot of talking around the mat and he felt it getting heavier and heavier by the minute, until he started having a real hard time breathing. His heart started racing and he thought maybe it hasn't been such a good idea... As he was right in the middle he got the whole crushing weight and he couldn't move his feet, legs or arms at all. He realized that he was totally helpless down there, pinned to the ground under the weight of the mat and the girls that were already on, just worrying if any more of them would get on. He couldn't know how many of them actually sat on the mat, but probably quite a few considering the amount of weight. Still the weight seemed to increase. Finally he couldn't help to let out a muffled moan. „Huh, did you hear that? The mat makes funny noises!“
„Sure it does, it's old and worn out and not made for a whole class sitting on it! You'd also make funny noises if you were in the position of the mat!“
„But it was just when I jumped on here, like that...“
The girl got off and jumped on again. Dave had to clench his teeth to avoid moaning again; when she pounced down it was a real hard crushing feeling on his chest, knocking the wind out of him. Then he heard Mrs Jones, the teacher.
„As you already know we will do some theory today. I don't think there will be time left for practicing, though. Cindy and Susan, will you please help me getting the video recorder?“
And to the rest of the class:
„You can sit down here on the mat, but you have to crouch a little bit. Mrs Taylor's class will come also to join, so it could get a little tight on the mat today...“
The girls protested a little but but in the end seemed to give in, laughing and joking they moved to let the others on as well. The mat was getting heavier and heavier by the second now as obviously all remaining of the 28 girls were getting on trying to find a place to sit or lie. Dave was down below shocked in horror. All 30 girls would be too much for him, but Mrs Taylor's class were about 20 girls, less in number indeed, but a lot heavier, as they were 2 years older, and he remembered four or five girls that were real heavyweights. There was no way he could survive that combined weight. So he had no choice but to yell and cry to get the attention of the girls. They heard his muffled screams and stopped chatting, looking at each other. They couldn't believe someone could be under the mat. Carefully they rolled off and four girls lifted the mat. They looked at Dave, whose face was red and who was taking in some deep breaths, still recovering from the pressure he had gone through.
„Oh, that's Dave!“
Dave looked up and recognized Carolyn, one of his ex-girlfriend's mates.
„He likes it being under the weight of many women, so we should give him what he wants!“
The girls looked at Dave, then looked at each other; with a meaningful grin all 28 girls now teamed up against one easily overpowered and helpless man. Dave wasn't able to react fast enough as the mat fell back on him muffling his despaired „Noooo..!!!“ and soon all the girls were back on the mat, holding to each other as they now had a spot to concentrate their weight on, that was in the middle just on top of Dave! They piled up, sat down on each other's laps and started wiggling and bouncing so intensely, the heavy mat was starting to move. At least Dave was able to get some air with the mat moving on him.
„That's your fantasy fulfilled, Dave! You wanted our weight, now you get it!“
They yelled and laughed; but then Mrs Jones returned with Cindy and Susan, and right behind came 20 cute stunning beauties. While Mrs Jones was busy installing the video recorder Cindy and Susan joined their class mates on the mat, whereas the 20 other girls approached the mat slowly, a little unsure of where to sit down. But the 30 girls on the mat invited them to sit on it as well. Mean bitches they were they whispered to them they wanted to squish flat Greg, who was under the mat. Greg was a famous asshole at the university known for his numerous affairs and betraying each of his girlfriends. As in Mrs Taylor's class there were at least six or seven of his ex-girlfriends they now developed a strong feeling of revenge and jumped on into the middle of the mat where the lighter girls gave way to the heavier ones. They moved their bodies and butts squeezing poor Dave even harder and flatter. The last 14 girls got aroused from the fun of their mates and also wanted to have a little bit of the crushing feeling. So they finally crawled on also, finding their place on their mates' laps or shoulders. Mrs Jones wondered that all the 50 girls really found a place on the mat and even seemed to enjoy it, all grinning mean and doing some bounces from time to time. And they all stayed there till the end of the lesson, what was also quite astonishing as usually during boring theory most of them left the class at least once for the restroom (that means for a cigarette).
When the next class removed the mat later they discovered the body of Dave, who lay spread-eagled with blue face and a little flatter than usual. His ribs and pelvis were crushed from lying under more than 3 tons of girls' power for a whole period, but he had still kind of a happy look in his face...