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Here‘s part 1 folks Dan is 7 years old and was mostly at home for the holidays with his mother: like most 7 year olds Dan was into the toy of the moment, always procrastinating about how he was going to be a wrestler & a skateboarder. People liked Danny, he acted like nothing was wrong with him even when able bodied people complained around him. Everyone admired him for that. Danny, 7 years old had the body of a four year old. He no longer got upset when people assumed him to be much younger. He didn’t even wince when he was praised at how well he could talk just because he strung a few sentences together. (He was five at the time) & looked about three. Claire was proud of him but wished he could be stronger. Claire knew that Dan was depressed with his lack of strength & worried all the time about the future & the implications of his anxiety. Dan was popular not just because of his positive attitude in public but also because of his mother. The boys in Danny’s grade used to stare at her wide mouthed & the older kids would remark on how hot she was. Dan used to like hearing people saying things like that about her but now he was fed up it. Ok so his mother was beautiful but even at seven he decided that people should actually bother to get to know the things about his mother that weren’t just knowable by appearance. Whatever was said about her was usually correct, Claire looked incredible & for her 37 years she still outdid many supermodels even with her slightly big butt. She’s 5’11” tall and has great legs. She loved to wear shorts or skirts & she’d go around barefoot all the time. She was so fine it’s almost beyond words. She had the body of an Amazon goddess. She was really toned back in the early days but had now put on a little extra weight and filled out some but she was still awesome to look at. Her butt was so rounded, like a big perfect peach, with her elegant frame it was still an oversized butt and Dan couldn’t help himself but stare at it whenever he got the chance. Men were always going crazy around her whenever she wore anything tight around her butt. Dan remembered one guy saying: “My God would you look at that ass? S’like, better than J’Lo’s.” It was her legs however that Dan was the biggest fan of. Dan would definitely be a leg man because of her now. Claire & one of her best friends Debbie were peas in a pod. What they shared was an attitude & a lifestyle. Among their common bonds was a unified position of supplication to their husbands. Dan wanted to be a Fire-fighter, the physique he would require later in life seemed far beyond his puny build. Dan, an extremely small child, at 7 years old he looks no older than 4 but had strength beyond his size & years.
It all started when he was 7 & a ½ years old. He was trying to get his mom to carry out his fetish of trampling & he’d been up all night thinking of a way. It turns out mom had a few fetishes of her own. Dan wasn’t sure exactly what she weighed at the time but she looked really good. He’d had a foot fetish since women’s feet were all he was used to seeing in his infancy, being so small & always getting under his mother’s feet whilst playing with his toys. His new found enjoyment of trampling started when he was trampled two times by Toby’s sister & a friend of hers as a punishment for calling them names at Toby’s party. After that, he would dream about it, what it would be like a to have a proper ‘grown-up’ trample him, barefoot, trample his face, his body, the thought made Dan quiver inside in a really good way. He’d always thought of himself as very strong for his age, the fact is, that despite his size, the kid had a lot of heart & from somewhere, Dan really was strong beyond his looks. He had decided to try to get his Mom to stand on him. His father took a lot of 3 & 4 day business trips so he had a lot of time at home with her. It all started the day she was relaxing in the living room and he dared to give his plan a shot. “Mommy?” “Yes baby” “Do you think I am really strong?” “...Sure Danny.” Dan looked on as his mother continued reading her book. “Strong enough that you couldn’t hurt me easily? Like if we had a fight?” Claire looked bemused. “Huh? I don’t know about that Danny, I do have a slight size advantage over you.” If Dan stood along side his mother his head was the same level as her bum. Dan trembled with nervous excitement as he asked the next question in his little script: “Well I think, I think I would not get hurt, like, you could do almost anything with me.” “What like hit you?” “No, more like, if I layed... lai... if I went down on the ground, you could stand on me, on my chest or something and like, not even hurt me, heh.” The little shy giggle at the end alerted Claire that this was something he was very keen to get an answer on... she knew her son better than anyone else. Claire laughed, her shoulders bouncing. “You are kidding, Dan, if I stepped on you, you wouldn’t have a chest left!” “I could take it mom, can we try?” “No Daniel! I am way too heavy to step on you. That would even hurt a grown man let alone you, why on earth would you want me to stand on you?” Dan was prepared for this question, he had a good feeling, and it was going better than he thought it would, his Mom wasn’t even angry or anything. “Mommy, I wanna be strong and tough... the boys in school have com... compa... compar” “Competitions?” Dan’s baby talk was so endearing his mother was reminded. “Yeah, competitions to see who’s the most strong. Who takes the most pain & not wuss out.”
“And?” “Well, they call me ‘Big Guy’ because I’m so small but they know I really wanna try... but they won’t let me play properly because I’m so small. They don’t treat me like a normal kid. They see who can lift the most & I wanna be the best in my grade...” “Yes Danny, you’ve got a lot of heart, so you think that you’re going to prove something by getting an adult to hurt you?” “Yeah, well, no, because I know that I could take any of the things in the competitions & if you could help me by standing on me... then I’d just go show off, prove to them I’m stronger than I look.” “Oh Danny.” “Please mommy you gotta stand on me so I can take Sanchez & Montez standing on me, I gotta prove I can be tough like them.” “Danny, you don’t need to prove anything to anyone, you know that right?” “Mom I want to prove it for me...please.” “OK Danny, ok I get it, but standing on you... that’s too much. Isn’t there another way you can get tough?” “Um… I don’t think so.” “Standing on you… that’s too much baby…” Claire thought for a few seconds then looked at him strangely with her head cocked to the side. “What about if I were to sit on you?” “Er, sit on me?” Danny wasn’t prepared for this. “Yeah, that’s not so harsh.” “Er…” It was Dan’s turn to think. “Wait mom, I got it! I can try to lift you.” “Ha! Not even a chance of that, you have no idea how heavy I am” True, Dan didn’t have any idea what she weighed but he was a smart kid & figured immediately that this would be a good way to score some points with her. “Oh, you probably weigh about ...... 130 to 140 lbs.” Claire guffawed “Oh God I do love you, if only your father took a leaf from your book, all I ever hear is how much weight I’ve put on over the years. If you tried to lift me you would wish I did only weigh that much.”
“Well, you can’t weigh much more than that Mom, you look great.” Claire broke out a big smile. “Thanks baby, you don’t know how happy that makes me feel, but when you are 5’11” and solid, you can hide a lot of weight. I weigh 188 pounds” Dan was at a lost for words for a second, he had no idea that Mom was that heavy and was even scared for a second wondering if his plan had got him in deeper than his poor little body could ever handle. Dan was only 3’3” tiny for his age, stunted growth; the doctors said it was something to do with the illness Dan experienced in his infancy. Dan weighed 70 pounds. He had to say something; he couldn’t let her see his shock as it would ruin everything. Dan’s mouth was already saying the words before he realised it. “So? That’s nothing, what matters is that you look great Mom, and you can still stand on me, I wanna try, I can take it, & I want to lift you, it’ll make me strong. If you stand on me I’ll get stronger in my body and my bones” Claire just smiled, but it looked like she was thinking about something intently. Dan remembered how she worded something a few seconds ago. She said “IF ever” step on you, that is better than, “I will never.” Maybe it was all in his head. Claire had been thinking about something, something from way back, yet she still thought about it every few hours, every day, her own thing. She couldn’t quite justify it but she figured that if she were to let her son go down this route for a couple of years she could probably get away with it. Either that or he’d have changed his mind about this by then. Claire was in a very dull marriage, not sexless just dull. The idea of standing on someone wasn’t a giant leap from what she was thinking about, but she couldn’t believe she was imagining it with her tiny seven year old son. It was the ‘tiny’ factor that made him all the more attractive as a feature in her fantasy. “You really want to get tough huh?” “Yeah.” “Danny, listen to me; if I were to stand on you I’d break your bones, sitting on you wouldn’t be so harsh.” “I could take it mom. I really could, I’d let you know if I couldn’t, promise.” Claire sighed. “Okay baby, I’ll make you a deal” She paused & smiled that beautiful smile. “I’m prepared to sit on you a little, that’s all, but when you can lift me lift off the ground, THEN, you’ll clearly be strong enough for me stand on you, how’s that?” Dan thought he was going to faint. She smiled even more. “It’s a deal mom!” “But Danny you might not be able to lift me for a couple of years, you’d have to get stronger slowly, you can’t just jump in there, you’ll do yourself damage & I’m not going risk hurting you.”
“Oh… okay mom.” Dan couldn’t hide his disappointment, Claire felt sympathy for him. “You still wanna be a fireman like your uncle huh?” “Yeah.” Claire daren’t shatter his dreams by reminding him of his size. She knew better than that. “Well let’s see how you do, c’mere.” “Huh?” “Come here, I’m going to show you why I can’t stand on you…” Dan walked up to his mother. She stood up, “Lie down here baby, this is the only way you’re going to understand.” His mother was pointing to the sofa where she’d been sitting. Dan looked at the sofa, he wasn’t expecting anything to happen so soon. He looked up at her towering over him, his tall mother always made him feel even smaller. He clambered up on the couch, & rested, lying down on his side. “No sweetie, on your back.” Dan issued a frustrated sigh & then moved so that he was flat on his back. Claire smiled & looked him over. “Good, now, I’m going to sit on you.” “Um, mom, but standing on me is the best way, my body would have to get stronger real quick wouldn’t it?” “Sorry Danny, it just doesn’t quite work like that, my feet don’t have a great deal of what’s called surface area, which means that you’d be having all my weight concentrated in a very small area, imagine how much damage that would do?” “Mom, really I can take it, you could stand on me right now, honest.” “No honey that would hurt you too much, like I said, when you can lift me ok, til then I’ll test you my way, trust me.” Dan didn’t feel he should argue any more with her, he was overjoyed that he’d struck any deal at all; he was dismayed that he wasn’t going to get trampled immediately. The thought of the future, his beautiful mother trampling him, that was the greatest thing he could think of. “Are you ready?” “I guess.”
Claire turned her back to her son & made to sit on him, checking back, she was too close to his head, & shifted down so she was over his chest. “Boy are you in for a surprise.” Danny watched his mother’s big ass descending over his body; it was going to cover his whole torso. She lowered herself down & as her butt landed on his chest she was surprised to feel an incredible rush of adrenaline. As Dan watched & felt his mother sit on him he was overwhelmed by her colossal butt & the mass of her, everything he’d though about, all his naughty ideas about her trampling him vanished from his mind, like him these thoughts were crushed beneath her. He knew she was going to be heavy, he thought he was mentally prepared for this. His daydreams though, could not feel the weight of being under her. Claire felt her son’s tiny chest & stomach squish under her buttocks & just as she was about to lift her legs off the ground & put all her weight on him she caught herself & came to her senses. She didn’t want Dan to really be in pain. “How’s that feel huh?” Dan couldn’t answer, his lungs were crushed flat & his mind was focused on staying conscious, he wasn’t up to a conversation. “Danny, honey, I’ve never known you so silent…” Said his mother as she gave a little ass wriggle on top of him. “C’mon Danny, answer me, haven’t you got something to get off your chest?” Claire smiled at herself, proud of the pun. Dan was a most determined soul however & he wasn’t about to quit on the path to his dreams. He tensed his little abdominal muscles & fought the breath into his lungs… “Ya, y nnn, wah, you’re not heavy, m, mom.” *gasp* “Really, ok, well you don’t mind if I finish this chapter then?” Claire reached for the book she’d been reading when Dan walked in. From somewhere deep within him Dan came to terms with the weight bearing down on him & his mind started to get used to it. As his mother rolled one of her large buttocks off him to get her book Dan used the brief window of respite to take in a large breath of air. Dan felt his mother’s buttocks wriggle on to of him again & he very nearly passed out. Claire just sat there nonchalantly, reading her book, yet inside she was burning with excitement. She couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying this. Dan looked around him, he wondered what someone would say if they walked in now & saw him like this, under his mom’s bum as she read a book. He decided it would look like he was being punished. Dan found himself able to breathe somehow. This surface area stuff his mother was talking about was clearly true. He resigned himself to the fact that if his mom did step on him, he probably would get hurt. “There, that’s the end of my chapter, well done for still being alive.” She smiled down at him. “Up we get.” Dan’s relief at having the weight lift from him was immense, but he quickly thought that he should hide this relief from his mom, he didn’t want her to feel bad about being heavy.
“There’s no way you’re 180 pounds mom, being under you was nothing.” “What? You couldn’t breathe Danny.” “After a minute I was fine mom, look at me.” Claire had to concede, he didn’t look the slightest bit affected by the ordeal of her sitting on him. “You really are a lot stronger than you look then.” “Yes & I can’t wait to start trying to lift you, let’s go now.” She laughed again, “Oh my, you are enthusiastic... fine, fine, but I don’t even have to think about standing on you Danny. There is no way you will get me off the ground. Your poor dad grunts and groans when he even tries to carry me!” Claire secretly wished she could sit again on her son right then... she felt adrenalin surging thru her imagining sitting regularly on someone so small. “I’m going to be much stronger than Daddy.” “I hope so. Ok my dear boy, go ahead and try, I won’t budge at all, I haven’t dieted for years.” Dan was in amazement, and a little scared, 188 pounds is a lot of weight, especially when he only weighs about 70 or something. Danny knew how to reply to the line though: “You don’t need to diet ever mom, I think you look great just the way you are.” “Oh baby, you’re the sweetest thing, you wouldn’t believe how many times your dad has told me I should lose weight.” “He’s wrong; he’s just saying that because he feels bad that he’s not strong enough to lift you.” Claire laughed out loud. This was the best laugh of all, he felt great that he was making his mother laugh; he knew he was making her happy. “Oh, stop it, my sides are hurting, I’d like to think that was true, you’re so funny. Come here, get it over with but you’re going to regret trying. We’re not in your school playground now.”
Claire got up from the sofa & walked to the center of the room. She does look great, but suddenly she looks “A LOT” bigger than before. “Is here OK strong man?” She said with a big smile. “Sure” Dan said & got up also. Claire was wearing an ice blue denim skirt which was slightly above the knee, tights & nothing on her feet which Dan thought was one of her best features. He loved seeing her bare feet, so big & intimidating. Claire was so tall that she hardly ever wore heels. Dan walked around to decide how to go about lifting her. “Having second thoughts about lifting tiny little me!” “No”, Dan said, “just looking for the best way... ah, here, “ He got right behind her, bent over and wrapped his little arms around her thighs a little above mid way up. Her legs
(thighs) were bigger around than he had imagined in his naughtiest dreams, this was the first time he’d felt them, they were so firm, strong & shapely, like a Bond Girl he thought. As he started to lift up, her skirt, which had a soft material lining, kept sliding up because of the tights. It wasn’t working at all as he couldn’t get any purchase on her. After two tries she said “Hold on a minute big fella, you’re not getting a good grip.” She reached down and pulled her skirt up another 4 or 5 inches. It is now well above mid thigh and not covering much! Dan couldn’t stop staring at her legs. He could see them just forming buttocks out of his sight, he was getting turned on & had to make efforts to disguise it. Her thighs are even bigger than he believed earlier, but at 5’11 and 188Lb, what did he expect, still he didn’t expect them to me so strong. “There you go, now you can get a good grip without sliding, good luck strong boy.” “Mom, you’re so strong.” “Well, I do swim every Thursday & I always take the stairs at work.” as she chuckled slightly. He wrapped his arms around again & squeezed tight. He started to lift up, he was feeling more and more weight but he kept trying. Then he stopped & let go, she had barely moved, Dan realised that she was never even close to being off the ground. He wasn’t going to quit yet, without delay he wrapped his arms again & got ready to lift. “Be careful, don’t hurt yourself Danny”. His second attempt did not go much better. In his mind, He was still determined to do it, but his arms, legs, & back were beginning to have different thoughts. He was really starting to breathe hard & as he squeezed again he heard Mom say, “Take your time sweetie, keep your back straight & use your knees, come on, you can do it, you’re my little strong boy”. His Mom really wanted him to lift her; did that mean she really wanted to trample him? The thought gave him renewed energy. He strained and strained his insides, but he could not get her fully off the ground but he was sure he had felt her leg coming up. Dan finally dropped to his knees right behind her, breathing hard, & the next thing he felt was a great weight on his right shoulder. She was semi sitting down on his shoulder. As tired as he was after all that straining it felt like 800 pounds coming down on him but he struggled to support the weight. She put about half her weight on his shoulder and said, “You can be really proud, you did great. Most men would not even try what you did let alone come as close as you did to lifting 188 pounds. I am really proud of you, and don’t worry, you will better next time”. With that she stood up, taking all weight off his shoulder and he just collapsed to the floor, but all he heard was the phrase, “Next Time”. “So I get another go?” “Yeah, why not, you won’t be small forever.” Mom smiled that wonderful smile & leaned down to the floor, and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then walked away, he just stared at her amazing legs as she went out of the room. Her long legs, they just didn’t quit & nor would Danny. Her body looked like heaven to his eyes. Somehow Dan knew then that she really enjoyed what had just happened, more than he would have guessed. And he was right, Claire liked having the compliments, she liked a young man who was willing to try to lift her full body weight without ever complaining or saying anything negative about her. Being so tall and beautiful men usually got intimidated by her, often they’d say disrespectful things because she was so out of their ‘league’ & unavailable anyway,
they saw little reason to make efforts to be nice to her. Yes she had enjoyed the experience, even if it was her own son she felt better about herself for the rest of the day. Dan couldn’t wait until he got the chance to try again. Chapter 2 The next morning, Dan could barely straighten up, his back and legs were so sore. When Mom saw him, she smiled and asked if he was OK and gave him a hug. Suddenly he felt much better! He went down & had breakfast. The phone rang twice that morning, one call from his Dad saying that he was delayed with an extended contract & wouldn’t be home for another week & one call from Debbie to say that she was definitely on for tonight. Mom & Debbie had ‘girl’s nights in’ regularly; Dan really liked his mom’s friends, as they were nearly all beautiful but in a really down to earth way. They were nice to Dan too but he mostly stayed out of the way playing on his games console upstairs. Dan played out for most of the day, he was a bit bored with his friends though, the always did the same stupid kid stuff except for Cody who was good looking & was also into girls. Truthfully, Dan would rather have been with his mom, just being around her made him feel happy, made him excited. And now with the prospect of getting under her feet he had even more reason to be near her. When Dan went back home that night Debbie was in the kitchen just getting ready to leave, both women were happy, “Hello Danny” said Debbie smiling. “Hi Mrs. Leonard” “How many times Danny, you can call me Debbie you know. “Ok Mrs. Leonard” “I knew he’d say that.” Claire-“Danny, do you think you could lift Debbie, she’s much lighter than me” Danny was already in the fridge exhausting the supplies of Sunny D. “Yeah, I’d give that a go.” “I’ve told Debbie how you’re training, & what a big strong man you’re going to be one day.” “Cool” Debbie-“Maybe just a few more pounds yet young man.... we’ll see. Ok Claire, well, thanks again, see you next time, I’ll bring that outfit, you’ll love it.” “Ok... say hello to Simon for me.” “Will do.” “And if you still want me to babysit Thursday it’s not a problem, really.” “Oh are you sure, that would be amazing of you.” “Yeah, it’s just the gym, I’ll just stay off the cake.” “Ha, you do that.... bye.” “Bye” And Claire closed the door. Danny was opening up the penultimate carton of unhealthy sugary juice drink & Claire closed the door on him with his head still inside it like a horizontal guillotine. “Ow mom!” “You have got to save that Danny, I’m not going shopping again until Daddy’s back & you’ll only complain.”
“But I’m thirsty.” “Have water, it’s the best thing for you.” “Water tastes boring” he wailed, really sounding like a little kid. “Just make it last... hey, Debbie thinks you’re going to be really strong if you can lift just one of my legs off the ground.” “I will mom.” “She says that you can try & lift her if you want.” “For real?” “Yeah, she’s ok with it.” “Wow, cool... does that mean that she’ll stand on me too?” “I doubt you’ll lift her either, but again, she’s heavy, so I’d have to see if you could take her sitting on you first.” “Awww, mom.” “I’m not having you getting your bones broken, you’re my only son, it’s ok for Debbie, she’s got spares.” Debbie had three boys, all younger than Danny. “What-ever... I’m off to play Tenchu until X-Files is on.” Danny made for the stairs, Claire called after him, “If you wanna stay up til it’s finished I want that room tidy, ya’hear?” “Yeah yeah!” X-files wasn’t until 8pm, no way Danny could get his room done in half an hour, but diligently he ignored his console & put all his things away, he was a good kid like that. A couple of days passed and Dan was in his bedroom on his console as usual, Mom knocked on the door and walked in. She was in a pair of pedal-pushers, the combat type ones that showed off her butt, a T-shirt, and as usual nothing on her feet. She was also wearing a big smile. “Danny are your legs & back OK from trying to lift me last week?” “Sure mom, fine, no problem.” “Great, would you like to try again or did you break your back too much the first time?” Dan couldn’t believe she was asking him to try again, he’d been waiting for the right time to ask her himself. “You bet. What, right now?” “Yeah, come down stairs.” They went downstairs and she just stood in the center of the room again with a big smile on her face, she really wanted him to do this, maybe she really wanted to trample him, ‘omigod!’ he thought. He walked behind and bent down behind her, her legs are big but they are shaped so well & that full round butt she has really shows in the tight pedal-pushers. She said, “At least you won’t have to fight the skirt and nylons this time.” “Yeah, but, you really looked great in a skirt so I didn’t mind.”
“Oh, so I don’t look good in these, Huh?” “No no, you look great anytime, but you’ve got great legs, like Bond girls have in the films (she smiled even more at this) but I just really like your legs when you wear skirts”. Dan blushed immediately then realizing that he may have said too much but he also realised that he’d been saved by his innocence. With this comment, had he given an indication of what he knew to be his fetish? Dan’s mom was innocent to it all though too wasn’t she? It’s only his mom in the first place because she’s the only woman that is around all the time. If Dan could get her to stand barefoot on him, or ultimately put her feet on his face, oh, & full weight... that would be the best thing ever. The thought that his mom might actually WANT to trample him was almost too much to bear, just amazing and it gave Dan an extra strength at least in his mind. “Y’know, you have a good, erm, figure.’ Dan had almost slipped up & said ‘body’ it didn’t feel like to appropriate word though. “Oh, okay, these compliments aren’t doing you any harm you know.” She smiled at him the way that girls look at new-born puppies. “Lift away when you are ready, I’m ready to touch the ceiling!” He wrapped his arms & started the lift. At least this time he was not as surprised at how heavy she felt. He thought he was doing really well but her feet still were not coming off the ground. Dan relaxed a second and got ready to try again. He tried three more times, each time he was straining even more and was really sweating and breathing hard by now. She was just standing there. Finally on the last try, he felt one leg move a little, ‘ALRIGHT’ he thought. It was coming off the ground, he struggled, strained, pulled, pushed, heaved, did everything he could, but that was it. One foot just lifted slightly the other still had a little weight left on it. He lowered her, let go, and immediately fell down and lay on the floor on his back breathing heavily. Mom turned, looked down at him admiringly “Good job, good attempt, you had something there… I felt myself lighter by your effort. You just relax now.” Claire lifted her bare foot onto his stomach... “One foot Danny baby, so strong, look, this is how high it was.” With that, she plonked her big size nine on him & rested it there. “Danny was frozen by this. All this time, for over a year he’d fantasized about something like this & this is the kind of image that he’d hoped for. He remembered just in time to act normal & smiled up at her, “Nearly did it though didn’t I mom, see, you’re not heavy like Dad thinks.” Jackpot. “Oh Danny, you’re the best.” And she moved her sweet smelling bare foot up onto his chest & then to his head. She began to stroke his head with her foot, Danny was loving this. The soft arch of her big foot caressing his head, then the feeling of the ball of her foot tracing his hairline. Dan knew it was a simple ploy on her part to save energy by not bending down. He knew that his mom had no idea of his ulterior motives.
“I’ll get you something to drink; I think you deserve some Sunny D.” Dan smiled & nodded though he was sad that she’s stopped having her feet near his face. He soon caught his breath and just laid there, half happy at how well he had done but half mad because he came so close and just couldn’t make it all the way. Mom came in with a tall glass of soda and stood over him again. He snuck a couple of looks at her feet, they were so sexy, he wished he had lifted her properly, she’d have to stand on him then & he could say that he needed his face toughening or something, he got so close to getting his wish. The thought gave him another woody, which is not unusual but this was the third time mom had been present for the raising of the flag. He hoped she didn’t notice as he’d die of embarrassment if she did. “You look so beaten baby, but you did so well, I really did feel as if you were going to lift me.” “I know mom, I thought I was gonna do it,” She helped him up, he took a big drink. “Lie down on the sofa and relax some more baby.” He did so, she came over, leaned forward & gave him a big kiss & a kind of, part of a hug since he was lying down, her pendulous breasts swung into his side hitting his groin then dragging up his chest. Danny thought he might explode with horniness any second. “You are OK aren’t you? I can’t believe that you almost fully lifted me! It tired ME out, I need to rest too... stay still... it’s about time I sit on you again.” She seemed different as she said this, almost nervous; Just as Dan was going to respond, she turned descended and once again all he saw was his mother’s big ass coming down towards him. The next thing he knew his ribcage was crushed under her weight, he couldn’t breathe, she was sitting on his chest and stomach. Her butt was so vast in proportion to his tiny frame that it covered his entire chest, all his stomach and just above his groin. He felt most of the breath he had gotten back suddenly leave him again as he sank way down into the sofa under the pressure of her weight. She looked down and said, “Am I killing you or can you take this for a minute or two?” All he could do was nod his affirmation as again he couldn’t get enough air to answer aloud! He had never expected her to sit on him, even though she did mention it a couple of times. Having her big ass on top of him seemed ridiculous, she was so big, he was dwarfed beneath her. She was looking at his face and smiling she seemed to be in deep thought and was obviously gauging his reaction to it. Dan got the feeling that his mother was really enjoying sitting on him. She did always sit on the main sofa as it was handy for the TV & he was in the way but there was a two-seater on the other side of the room. Danny felt it was important to let her know that he was fine with this, since he wanted her to stand on him barefoot she wouldn’t do that if she thought he’d be hurt by her sitting on him. Being trampled by a woman would be the ultimate; he was prepared for to do anything to get there. Dan reached his hand up and touched the side of her thigh
and then started rubbing it slightly. This really made her smile. Now he was really enjoying this minute, it was intimate but, he was dying since it was almost impossible to get any air in. She looked at him & said, “Well, I don’t think you should get any redder than that in your poor face so I better get up and let you breathe again for a minute.” She stood up & Dan inhaled deeply doing his best to make it seem like no big deal, he smiled & said, “Put HBO on, there’s a George Carlin special on.” “Danny, you’re not supposed to watch that, what would your Dad say?” “Dad isn’t here, so he wouldn’t say anything.” Claire wasn’t going to argue with him, she liked the fact that she was preferred over his father. Without debating the ethics, it was one power over her husband that she could enjoy. “Well, if you’re going to watch this you have to be my seat again.” “Um, you mean the whole thing?” “Yeah, you can take it, you’ll be fine.” “okay, sure go ahead.” Claire reached down & scooped Danny up in her arms before he could protest. It was effortless on her part. Danny marvelled at her strength. “Cool mom” “Ha, this is what you’re going to be like with me one day.” “I know mom.” “Just turning you around.” Claire whirled & deposited him the opposite way he’d been facing so that they could both watch TV, with barely a sigh she gave him a little shove to move him into the edge of the sofa, grabbed the remote & then she sat down on him again gently. Again, he felt the two huge globes of her buttocks embedded in his ribcage. Dan felt himself disappearing down into the sofa, this isn’t what he wanted; he wanted her feet. He considered offering his mother a foot massage but she hadn’t been working today & even if she accepted it would only seem weird. He settled for having his mother use him in place of the sofa, every few minutes she would shift to put her weight on a different area so as not to damage him & enable him to breathe. George Carlin was on now & he was funny, both of them were laughing. She moved to allow his stomach respite down a little too far perhaps & was sat on his lap, crushing though it was; having his mother’s big beautiful ass bearing down on his wiener was having an effect on him. It took all of Dan’s effort not to be aroused which he almost achieved by concentrating on the comedy. But Claire had noticed & though she knew that it was natural for a boy to get a woody with a woman sat there but she felt awkward about it knowing how embarrassing it would be for him. She decided to casually wait a moment more then she lifted up & said, “Chest” to warn him, Dan shifted a little & tensed up his abs as she lowered herself down onto him. Dan felt like he was going to pass out any second. He couldn’t take much more of this. They watched the rest of the show as Danny tried to grow accustomed to the globes of his mother’s buttocks shifting around on his tiny body. Dan had to get up right now. “Mom, I need to go to the bathroom.” “Okay.” She hoisted herself up & Dan scooted out from under her trying his best not to walk all dizzy like his head was inside. Whilst Dan was at the bathroom Claire started to wonder about him: how could she engineer a plausible excuse for sitting on the one part
of Danny that would really give her a thrill? She was almost beside herself trying to picture what it would be like sitting on her tiny son the way she wanted to. Dan returned & was rested, ready for the last ten minutes or so. Instead of moving out of the way, Claire simply rose up to allow him to lie down. Dan observed this & saw that if he were to lie down as he had done before her butt would be really close to his head. He went with it to see where she’d move. As he threaded himself back under her Claire lowered herself & quite deliberately shoved her bottom down into her son’s face then immediately continued down along his torso until she was in the position before on his chest. Dan wondered about it for a minute. During this silence Claire was hoping that it seemed like an innocuous collision on her way to the earlier position. Dan didn’t say anything about it. He just thought his mother had been paying too much attention to the TV. She’d got away with it completely. Carlin made a comment about schools which led to a conversation about home schooling between them. The last line of which was, “And besides if you misbehaved I’d know where to put you.” Dan was thrilled that his mother was not shocked or angered about the idea of putting any weight on him; surely this would lead to her trampling him. He had butterflies partying in his stomach every time he thought of this.
The show finished, it was late now. Claire got up and Dan inhaled his first proper lungful of air in an hour. “Wow Danny, do you know, you didn’t complain once thru all that & you had all my weight sitting on you.” “You don’t weigh much at all mommy... It’s nothing.” And she bought that line, gift-wrapped it & sent it to herself a hundred times. She would remember the compliment forever. “You are amazing, you have no idea how good your words make me feel.” “It’s just what anyone would say. I only find it hard to lift you at the moment because I am small, but I will lift you soon enough.” “well I can’t weight that much if an eight year old boy can lift me can I?.” “Seven mom” “You be eight soon though.” “Yes... Honey, y’know: if you were old enough I’d break the law & marry you, you’re the best Danny... Go to bed & sleep, because tomorrow I’m going to make you the breakfast of your life & you’re going to have to get used to it, because you’re going to need that strength if you’re going to lift me.” And she smiled & left for the stairs.
“Alright mom!” Danny got up excitedly from the sofa & immediately doubled up in pain. He’d forgotten how much his ribs ached from being under his mother’s ass for an hour. Good job she’d already gone upstairs, he didn’t want her to know that he felt any pain at all. Dan just lay on the floor, his pain was all payment toward the day his mother would walk on him barefoot: he imagined his mother standing on him barefoot, fully on his face & walking up his body. It was just a matter of time before he could lift her, so it was now pretty much inevitable. The next day though it all seemed so far away. His father was back. Everything was back to dad mode. He ruled the house. Dan & his mom never talked about the events that occurred while he’d been away. It was as if it was another world and didn’t even exist in their day to day living. Now Dan had almost forgotten about the incident, he felt it might not happen again. In the middle of the night he woke up to go to the bathroom. Dan’s room was the last one on the landing and he had to go past his mom and dad’s room to get to the bathroom, the door was shut as always but he tiptoed up to the door and had a listen, he could hear some faint moaning, he knew that they always got up to stuff in the first 2 days his dad got back from his trips, he’s some kind of area manager and travels all the time often going a whole week away from home. Still he phoned every 2 days at least and they were always happy, they didn’t go short of anything... “Oh yeah suck it, that’s so good.” It was his dad’s voice, getting some head. Dan knew what was going on & he smiled to himself and tiptoed onward toward the glistening white bathroom, the rugs in the bathroom are always warm because there is under-floor heating there. It’s the only room in the house with this feature and in some ways it’s his favourite room. Dan felt really hot knowing that his mom was sucking dad’s dick, he just couldn’t imagine what that would look like but it made him as horny as hell. He whacked off furiously, imagining that mom was forcing him to lie on his back and let her walk all over his prone body. On his way back to his room he could hear slightly raised voices from his folks room, dad sounded pissed about something. As he drew nearer Dan listened to the following conversation which went something like this: “I don’t know why I should be made to feel like some kind of object & yet when-” “I do NOT objectify you.” “What, you grab my head & skull fuck me and you expect me not to feel objectified?” “Fine, I won’t ask you to do it anymore.” “That’s not the point; there should be some kind of equality here.” “You know I can’t do what you’re asking” “Greg, I respect that, but you don’t entertain any of my fantasies and I seem to entertain all of yours, you’re just like Debbie’s husband…” “Pah!” “She’s leaving him you know.” “What? Because he won’t go down on her?” “No, because it’s all give from her and all take from him.” “I give you plenty” “You give me what you want to give me, not what I want to receive.” “SHhhhhhhhh! … … … … … … … Look, I’ll buy you something.” “Forget it.”
Now Dan was a smart kid, and was also one horny little bastard, what do you think he did when he heard that? Yeah baby, he went straight back into the bathroom and beat his meat again. Danny slept like the dead that night. A few days later, his dad had gone again. Dan was in his room playing Nintendo, Claire came to the door. She had a big smile on her face. “What mom?” She just looked and smiled and then said, “Is your body up to another strengthening session?” Dan was overjoyed to have another chance at lifting her; he just HAD to get her to trample him. “Always mom, anytime!” “Do you really like my legs as much as you said?” “Oh, um, yeah… why?” “I’ll meet you in the lounge in 5 minutes and you will find out.” “OK” Dan had no idea what she was up to but he was pretty sure that she was not going to be wearing the jeans that she had on right now. His heart was racing already. He was in the living room in about three minutes and just sat waiting. It seemed like forever then he heard the click click of heels on the wood flooring in the hall. He looked up and there came his mom into the room. She looked taller than ever, like the queen of the universe. She was wearing her robe and white one inch kitten heels.
“Mommy you look like a Goddess.” Claire laughed, “Thank you darling Are you ready?” “Sure am” Then she walked to the arm of the chair, opened her robe, removed it, and laid it on the chair. She was wearing a T-shirt and panties ONLY. It didn’t even cover her lower body so Dan could see clearly the shape of her hips and the awesome ‘V’ shape of where her crotch met her thighs, from the front it looked like paradise, god knows what it would look like from behind. He’d be able to see her bum so clearly. His heart took off and I could not even swallow for a second. She just causally walked to the center of the room as normal and said, “I’m ready for my strong man to lift me high into the air. I hope you like the arrangements, no slippery dress or skirt to worry about but you can have a good view of his legs that you claim to be so fond of.”
Dan just looked at her and sighed, his eyes were practically out on stalks.
“Mommy your legs are so strong looking, you look like one of the girls from WWE.” “What the hell is WWE?” “It’s the Wrestling that I watch, you know on Saturdays? The girls there, they have lots of muscles & are really athlete... athletty...” “Athletic.” Finished Claire. “Yes, athletic... they’re all babes Mom.” “Do they wrestle?” “Yeah, all the time.” “Against guys too?” “I saw that once, it was so cool, she did all these moves on the guy & pinned him, it was awesome.” “I’d like to try some wrestling moves, do you think you could wrestle me? Would you promise to go easy on me?” “Ha! Sure mom, you’re so strong though, look at you, all that swimming, I bet I could pin you though.” “You bet huh? Well I bet that I could pin you... lets have a wager. Whaddayasay?” “Yeah, cool, whatever, what will you give me when I win?” “Well Mr. Confident, IF you win, I’ll buy you every single Pokemon toy on the market.” “Cool! But I’m into Bayblade now, Pokemon was ages ago.” “Well forgive me for being out of touch, I can’t keep up with you Daniel, you’re into a new toy every month it seems. Fine, Every Bay... blade toy then.” “Great, deal.” “Wait a minute, what if I win? What will I get?”
“Um, I dunno.” “Well, what can you think of what I might want?” “Errrrrm...” Daniel couldn’t think of anything, he’d love to say foot massage but it still felt a bit risqué. Still, she’d surprised him before with letting him try to lift her, he went for it. “I know Mommy, what about massages?” “Massages?” “Yeah, I could massage, like, your feet for you.” Daniel’s heart raced up to a very fast beat as he popped the question, already he could see that it wasn’t going to be a flat ‘No’ if she accepted he could get his hands on his mothers big beautiful feet. He began to picture touching them, kissing them, the butterflies exploded inside him making him feel light-headed.. He loved the feeling. Only his mother & his PE teacher Miss. Ambrose had ever given him butterflies. “Hmmmn. That’s an option, I’ve never had a foot massage, I know a few women at work recommend them plenty... OK, you’re on, you have to massage my feet whenever I want if you lose, deal?” “Deal mom.” Daniel hoped he hadn’t sounded too enthusiastic. Even if it was every toy under the sun Daniel would still let his mother win any wrestling bout so he could get close to her feet. “So you’re okay with this deal, sure?” Asked the super-mom. “I’m I, o-okay with, yeah, oh, yeah, I mean, yes, no problem, great” “Then stop babbling and get over here, I’m going to squash you like a bug.” Dan nearly lost consciousness hearing her say that. “Defend yourself!” Yelled Dan as he launched his attack. He put on a brave display, going for her legs in the style of a British rugby tackle, he almost managed to bring her down, she windmilled her arms a couple of times but regained enough composure to stoop down, grab her son by the waist, lift him up, jam his head in between her legs & pile drive her ass right on his face on the sofa. It was over very quickly by the shouting. “No fair! Round 2, DING DING” announced Dan as he pushed her back onto the sofa. She fell backwards & sat down but grabbed his arm as she did so, yanking him forwards & twirling him round like a reluctant dance partner, she threw her other arm round his neck & applied a solid choke hold. Dan couldn’t believe his mom knew these moves.
“Heyyyyy! Where’d you learn that?” “There’s a lot you don’t know about me young man” she said. “Cool mom.” “That’s a foot massage you owe me & you still have to hoist me high” “Yes Mommy!” With that he got into his normal position, wrapped his arms around the fully exposed great set of legs, and was feeling like a million dollars. He started the lift, and got her off one leg again on the first try! I took a deep breath and tried again, this time one foot fully up and the second one actually got loose footing. He lowered her down and said “one more try.” “You can try until you back gives out sweetie... that was a wonderful feeling” He then tried another seven times and got her to the same point three more times. Once when he got her there, she said “Just hold it, don’t lower me hold me, come on strain, you can do it, pretend I’m 80 pounds and this is easy” With that he laughed slightly and down she came back to her feet. She started laughing and said, “OK so maybe that was a real reach, but I figured it couldn’t hurt!” Mother & son both stood there laughing. She took his hand and led him to the sofa… “Lie down and rest baby” she was smiling and seemed genuinely impressed. Dan was shattered after that; nothing in the world would have stopped him flaking out on the sofa. She looked at him intently and said, “Can I, or was that too much last time?” It took Dan a whole two seconds to realize what she meant, she wanted to sit down and he was taking up the whole sofa. “Oh… okay mommy.” She exhaled with a release of tension. She smiled at her son lovingly & he smiled back at her, she was so beautiful. With that she turned and sat down on top of his chest. She was much higher this time than last time and not nearly as much pressure on his stomach, but his chest felt like a steam roller was on top of it and his neck was bearing the weight of her left buttock. Dan had a super close-up view of her thighs as the night shirt had ridden way up in the back from all the lifting and she didn’t bother to pull it back down. His mom was gorgeous. She just sat there rubbing his hair and saying how proud she was of him, how strong he really was, and how neat of a feeling it was to be semi lifted by her 8 year old “strong man”. “So does your body feel stronger now that you can almost lift me?” “Sure mommy, I’m almost there, soon I can lift you and then I’ll be able to wrestle with the other guys for real.”
“Is that what you want to do? You wanna be a wrestler?” she seemed very excited as she said this. Of course Dan had largely made this up, it was an idea born after he overheard one of the kids in his grade boast that he could lift his 14 year old sister off the ground. Interwoven with a story from another friend that involved him getting spanked by his mom which wasn’t so bad as he now had “The toughest ass in school” Dan had come up with this whole plan for his mother to carry out his fetish of trampling. The plan was going better than he dared dream. All he had to do was prove that he was strong enough by lifting her & then proving he was tough enough by letting her ‘sit’ on him like this. Soon she would trample him because he was doing everything as they’d agreed. ‘Piece o’ cake’ Dan thought. “I dunno” his whiny high pitched voice managed “Maybe but really I wanna be a firefighter like uncle Mikey.” “Oh you know Mikey used to wrestle when he was young, that gave him the strength to do what he does now.” “Re… Really?” “Oh sure, Mikey was a weakling until he started wrestling. Hey are you okay?” “Yeah, fine.” “Good because you’re taking up the whole sofa, it’s only fair baby” She smiled again at her little son, his puny body engulfed under her ass. “You just make sure to tell me if you’ve had enough, I don’t want to crush my only son to death now do I?” He smiled at her and she returned her left hand to delicately ruffling thru his hair. “I love your hair Danny, it’s so…” she seemed lost for words, as though distracted. “So? …” “So boyish.” Dan smiled again. She crossed her legs & breathed sharply, “Ooh I could just eat you!” Hearing her say that I remembered his time outside her door a few nights ago and he couldn’t control his thoughts, he imagined her doing to him what she had been doing to his dad. It was unavoidable, Dan felt serious wood coming on but he raised his legs up so that his mom wouldn’t notice. His lungs were beginning to really struggle under her weight now. “Are you sure you’re okay?” “Actually mom I can’t really breathe that well.” He expected her to get up immediately. Instead she stayed there and said, “You know Danny to be a good wrestler and also to fight thru smoke you’ve really got to train your breathing. I know a way you can get really good at strengthening your lungs… and I want you to try it.” “Ok mom.” “It is something that I will do to you & it will help you to become really strong” “What is it?” “It’s a bit like what we’re doing now but you’ll find it much harder.” Dan really was suffering under her already and she didn’t realise how much she was hurting him whatever she was talking about Dan was already thinking that maybe he shouldn’t agree so quickly. “Anything mom, I wanna be the strongest I can be.” To hell with it, here goes.
“Well done baby you’re so strong already, I’ve been sitting on that one spot for five minutes. I’m impressed.” She stood up, Dan’s chest must have risen three inches as she did so, and his lungs had taken in their first air unhindered. She’d only been there about three minutes, which his chest thought was about 3 hours. “Danny, did I hurt you?” she seemed back to normal again. “No mom, I’m fine, really.” Claire’s voice had got the slightest shake of nervousness again; Dan would never forget all that came after this moment. “So what we’re going to do is I’m going to help you learn to hold your breath real good, it’ll come in very useful to you.” “Ok” “Now, deep breath… deeper… and hold.” Claire reached down and pinched his nose together, not lightly either, she didn’t know her own strength sometimes, Claire was very strong, all the swimming she does had made toned her body wonderfully. Everything was firm except for her ass, which had a bit of a wobble to it & a slight bump around her tummy which until a couple of years ago had been flat like a supermodel’s with a hint of abdominal definition. It was those legs though, which were her most noticeably attractive feature & she did like to show them off. Her big ass was peachy round & vast with hourglass curves, 34D 26 40... stats that would have men thinking they’d met Jessica Rabbit in the flesh. Dan was clear in his mind, whatever he had to go thru to feel this amazing woman’s beautiful feet on him, he would do it. Dan realised that there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for his mom anyway. These were the thoughts that he had whilst his mother pinched his nose preventing him from breathing. He was fit to burst now though. Claire sensed this & let go of him. He gasped open mouthed and took in some air. “Ok, not bad at all Danny, that was almost a minute. Let’s do it again, close your eyes… good, and now relax. Take in a deep breath, then breathe it all out and then take two deep breaths and hold it, that’s it, ok, I’m going to make sure you don’t breathe, I’m just going to, er, sit on your... nose and mouth so you can’t breathe.” “O, kay” Dan tried to comprehend the logistics involved in what his mother had just said to him. ‘Sit on my nose & mouth’ he repeated in his thoughts. Dan did as she told him and took the two deep breaths and then she quickly stepped to her left towards his head. With his eyes closed, Dan heard the sound of her clothes moving as indication to what she was doing. He flicked his eyelids open for a quick glance to satisfy his curiosity, what Dan saw was an image that would remain in his memory always... his mother’s ass coming towards him. It only took two seconds for her to sit right on his face but time slowed down for Dan. He saw was the full view of panty covered butt as it came closer, taking up all his peripheral vision. Her black panties were thongs, so he could make out her intimate places. He could see the shape of how things were around her bum. It was the first time he’d seen the ‘boat’ like shape of her pussy between her ass crack, it never occurred to him that she’d have something between her bum, he wondered what the shape was but he was getting very acquainted with it because even behind the material of her thong, this new feature squashing his nose eyes & mouth down into the sofa & was spreading over him. This was all very new to Dan, of course, no boys of 8
years old have their mothers sitting on their faces & Dan felt that this was all very rude somehow; this from a boy that thought nothing of wanting his mother to stand on his face... here she was sitting on it. His mom’s ass was smothering him now, he couldn’t breathe at all. It was harsher than having her fingers holding his nose tightly. The massive weight drove his head right down into the couch; he felt that he would feel the floor with his head any second. The material of her knickers felt so smooth against his face but every slight movement caused them to scrape against his skin. That was fairly painful. He couldn’t last long under her massive pillow-like buttocks and he tapped her thighs to let her know he needed to breathe. Before she got up she pressed down even harder and she deliberately scraped her boat shaped thing over his nose as she manoeuvred around in the process of getting up. She moved back to sit high on his chest but she must have been using her muscles to support her legs because she wasn’t putting as much weight on his body. “Wow are you ok? I weigh a lot you know, you wouldn’t be able to breathe at all under me, did you manage without air.” “Er, oh, yeah mom, you think you’re heavy but you, you sat on me, on my head didn’t you? So, so I can’t be if you can do that to me & look, I’m alright.” “Did you mind baby? Me sitting on you like that?” Claire had to get this all just right otherwise she could blow everything. “Oh, sure, I mean, no, it was, it was ok mommy.” “Just what I hoped you’d say… because I was um, sitting on your nose” “And my mouth” “Yes and your mouth, well, you see, it’s like, imagine you’re in a wrestling match and you’re pinned under your opponent, you can barely breathe and you’re in danger of conceding a submission, your best weapon is going to be time. The longer you can last under there, the more chance you have of fighting your way free right?” “Right.” “ It’s the same if you were running thru smoke to rescue someone from a fire, or swim underwater. You need to learn to breathe deeply and hold it whilst remaining calm.” “Cool mom, how come you know so much about this?” “Who do you think used to wrestle with your uncle Mikey?” “What you? You’re kidding?” “No I’m not, I know he’s a big fella these days but when he started out, well he wasn’t any meatier than you.” “For real?” “For real.” “Wow Mom, I wanna be just like Mikey” “Well Mikey wasn’t good at first, but I er, sat on him…” “You sat on uncle Mikey too” “Yes, just like I did with you & he too could handle all my weight on him by the time he was six, so you’ve got some catching up to do.” “Yeah Mommy but, were you smaller, I mean, lighter back then?” “Sure but not by so much, remember I’m nine years older than him, I guess I woulda weighed around 140, before I had you and got all these damn curves.”
“I like your curves mom.” “You’re too kind Danny, now, back to helping you be like Mikey, I’ll need to sit on your face lots baby… do you think you’ll be okay with that?” “Er…” Danny was falling for a trick just like she was falling for his. “Sure mom, whatever, I can handle it.” “Well first of all, this is going to have to be our special secret ok? Otherwise someone might think something they shouldn’t & I won’t be able to help you with your training, so you must not tell anyone about me sitting on you, ok Danny, it’s very important.” Claire was so tense asking this… “Ok mom.” He said innocently. Claire was ecstatic, she’d pulled it off. What a feeling. Finally she was going to get to act dominant over a man, even if it was a little man, her son, this was wrong & she knew it but Claire was disturbed in this way, all that repression, the dom in her needing a way to get out by any means, even performing her fetish on her little Danny, she’d hit the jackpot. “Excellent, I’ll make you nice & strong, oh Danny I can’t wait, I have all sorts of ways to make you get stronger you know” “Cool mom!” “I’m going to sit on you again, but this time I’m going to put ALL my weight on you. Think you can handle it?” Danny was shocked, ‘all her weight’? realizing now that before had not been all her weight made Dan quite scared. He did think it wasn’t so bad, his mom sitting on him that way but if that wasn’t everything then what now had he let himself in for? He’d come too far to stop her now. He knew that his mom must’ve liked feeling so light that she could do this, Dan was committed. “Sure I wanna try,” “OK but I’m going to ease my weight down on you, just tap me with your hand when it’s too much.” “Ok mom, just like wrestlers.” “That’s right, but you gotta breathe… c’mon, two big breaths… alright now in and hold.” She stood up turned her back to him and then moved over him again ready to sit down. As he saw her butt coming down he realised she was going to sit on him much harder this time as she was coming down much quicker, she paused & turned round to check on him taking Dan by surprise, he did look scared. “Don’t worry Danny, I’ll start gently. I told you, I have to put all my weight on you gradually. Sitting on your face is the best way.” Dan nodded but he still didn’t look convinced, she had to reassure him. “Danny, would you rather have my elbow on your face? No, my bottom is the softest part of my body, now if you wanted 188 lb. of elbow on your face to help your lungs get stronger that’s fine but I don’t want to hurt you & it would hurt you know.” Dan’s reply was cut off as she sat down on him. “Ok moMMMMMMmmmmMMM” She sat down, her buttocks swallowed him. Down he went into the base of the sofa.
“Sitting on your face may seem strange with me being your mommy but I won’t hurt you… Claire felt a pang of guilt then as she came to her senses about what she was doing, what would he make of this later in life? She got up again. “Are you okay baby?” She stood up completely and looked down at her son who looked like he’d been flatted into the cushion by a steam roller. “What’s the matter? Couldn’t breathe?” “Huuuuuuh” Dan took in a sharp breath of air. “No, I can hold it it’s ok.” “I’m too heavy aren’t I; I’m going to kill you...” “No mom, no, you’re ok, I’m ok, l-look, see?” And Dan smiled his bravest smile to try & appease her. Very convincing. Now it was Claire’s plan that was working, she couldn’t believe she was doing this to her son. All these years thinking about sitting on a man’s face & here she was carrying out her fetish with a 7 year old boy. She tried not to think of it like that, stick to the plan; this was just helping him to be strong like he’d wanted. “Now, get ready, you’ll have to breathe all over again. Get to it.” Dan took his breaths and watched as his mother’s awesome butt descended toward him, she was going so slow. It looked so big; it covered all his sight and still was coming towards him, “Relax baby, this will pay off for both of us.” And again she sat on his face, gently this time, but as she continued to lower more of her weight on him she moved back and forth a little too much and the nylon of her hose started to really scrape his forehead. She was sitting fully on his face in a side straddle. She felt his little features beneath her ass & she tried to avoid wriggling much but it felt too good for her to stop. She felt the rise of something very powerful within her. Claire hadn’t achieved an orgasm for over 3 years. She had begun to feel like a failure as a woman. But this, this was the return of an old feeling, a pleasure she had been unable to attain with her husbands grey ministrations. It was unmistakable, if this continued she was going to come. The excitement was becoming almost too much for her already, she would have to scream out soon. With a little manoeuvring she could rub her clitoris over his little nose & send the most intoxicating feelings thru her body. It was really a weird feeling after all this time. Claire always knew she was dominant but made the mistake of allowing her husband to rule the roost non-stop. She decided to allow all her weight to sit on her son, she felt his head being pushed down further still beneath her colossal body, now 6’2 in heels as oppose to her son’s tiny frame that only came up to her mid thigh in height. The thong was warm against the skin of Dan’s face and scraped to the point that the pain was almost pleasurable after a few seconds. The pressure was neat at first then started getting very intense very quickly, he had no sight, and very little taste or smell, the pressure pushing him down so much he had no hearing, no breathing. More weight
crushing his skull, and more, more, more even more, was there no end? Dan began to see white light, an oscillating sphere in his vision as the pressure played havoc with his optic nerves. He couldn’t hold his breath any longer. He panicked for a second, then he thought that he could go for a little while without air and not panic, Danny wanted to see if his mother would realise on her own that she needed to get up. He could always tap out. He felt his mother take his hand & give it a squeeze lovingly. The white dancing light was bright now. Would she smother him to death given the chance? Did she know that he couldn’t breathe? The thought that his mother could kill him if she refused to get up was mind blowing for Dan. That this was all going on had a strange effect on the way he viewed his mother now. He trusted her implicitly. Their bond was strengthening with every second that this continued. Claire felt this also. She was thinking how amazing her son was, that he had NEVER complained about her weight, gave her compliments & now she was getting to sit on his face & he didn’t even mind. As long as she promised to put her feet on him to, ‘strengthen’ him so he could show off to his friends in school, this was all going to be ok. She couldn’t believe her luck. She knew that Dan wouldn’t talk about this because he had given the impression that he wanted to surpass his friends in competition, he wouldn’t give away his ‘training secrets’ she knew him like that. She was also amazed by how long he was lasting under there... after all, she was now sitting fully on his face, her butt was covering him completely & his head was so far down in the sofa that she actually thought about buying a new one. They would have to go to Ikea. Just her & Dan. Her husband couldn’t stand shopping, especially there. It took all her will to resist wriggling on him, she would come, & she was sure that that would give the game away. Just then Dan turned his head a little to his left and found a slight gap to breathe thru; it was the tiniest of spaces & was between her thighs. All of a sudden she started to get up, it even hurt when she was taking the weight and pressure off of his face. And then, as if it had never happened at all she was totally off, but his face still had a major tingling feeling and his sight was a little slow in coming back to normal. “My God Danny, you are so good... you’re just going to be brilliant at holding your breath.” Dan could barely answer... “Thanks mom.” He managed, his vision still non existent. Dan heard the sound of her doing something to her knickers, her movements became more hurried and he was rocked side to side as she stepped around his head, she kicked off her heels, her feet now indenting the sofa, his head lolled to either side like a rag doll, he was still in a daze as he concentrated only on taking in air. She was getting into another position. Dan opened his eyes wide to see what was going on but everything was still white from the pressure. “Take a deep breathe Danny… Going to try something else... come on, that’s right, do it” Dan followed her command “Now stay real calm.” He just made out the silhouette of her butt coming down toward him again: her colossal ass hit him hard but something was very different, it was much warmer, softer, he was deeper under her... he could smell something really warm with a slightly sweet & salty fragrance. It was all around his
nose. She had turned so that the crack of her butt was now parallel to his body. Claire had also removed her t.shirt but Dan didn’t know that. She did so to enable her to do what she was doing now, caressing her breasts. His head seemed to bend right back and he was sure she was going to crush him with her ass right down thru the cushions until his head hit the floor but this never happened. Dan could not breathe at all, he tried to stay calm. But she began to move up and down on him, gently at first. Claire was losing control; the urges to savour it were overpowering her senses. She didn’t care that she was sitting on her son’s face, not one bit. Raising & lowering herself up & down onto his face was giving her incredible sensations. She fought to keep quiet as she picked up the rhythm. She was vaguely aware that she was bouncing on his face like Tigger gone deranged, without consciously planning it she had even begun making circles with her hips so that the walls of her crack coasted round his entire face. Her clit was going into overdrive, it was beyond doubt now, Claire was going to come. Come for the first time in three years. She wanted to yank her thong to one side & fuck his face but she retained enough sensibility to resist. Her hips circled faster now, her abdomen bucked back & forth grinding against her son’s mouth, her heels dug into to the carpet. Dan felt his mother scraping against his face & thought only that she was testing him to the max, maybe trying to convince him of the pain that it should warrant. He was in pain, but he wouldn’t let his mom know it. He would say whatever it took for her to put his feet on his face & stand on him fully. Claire bore down on him like a mortar grinding herbs into a pestle, she pushed her pussy right over his eyes, his nose, feeling his mouth & lips move her lips apart & his nose rub her clit, nose clit nose clit, mouth wet & it happened, “OH!” *hump* “ah!” *hump* “Aaaah!”*grind* the smile broke out, open mouthed, teeth white, her ass moved forward & back one more time. “ooooh” Claire’s heartbeat was going to burst thru her ribcage she thought as she summoned all her will to not let out another moan of pleasure. The orgasm ripped thru her mercilessly, lasting over twenty seconds. Dan had barely heard his mother moan, just felt the vibration of her speech & assumed incorrectly that she’d been saying something to him. Claire rolled off her son’s face & actually saw him rising up as the sofa regained its shape. She tried her very best to act normal but was scared that he had figured out what she’d just done with him. “Wow, you really can take a beating can’t you? I was trying to really make you suffer then, now I’m worn out.” Sure enough Dan was unsuspecting. “How long do you reckon that was then mom?” she looked into his eyes, they were genuinely wanting to know how long he’d deprived of a decent breath. She knew that she’d gotten away with it. He had no idea about what she just did. Again, Claire couldn’t believe her luck. “Honey, that was almost long enough to get into a burning building save someone & get back to a hero’s welcome. If you want to be a fire-fighter this is a good start.”
“Really mom!?” “Yes baby, you’re going to be great if you can lift me off the ground & hold your breath for that long. But really, they have good breathing equipment these days, still your muscles will develop a strong anaerobic capability, which means that they can work without air.” “Why is that such a good thing?” “Because if you’re muscles are strong without oxygen then they will be even stronger when you are breathing.” “Ok” “Like when you saw the runners from Kenya win the long distance races at the Olympics... they win because they are constantly training at altitude where there is less oxygen. Then they go to countries where there is plenty of air with low altitude & they win. See?” “Cool.” “ So if you do want to be stronger I’ll help you with anaerobic training.” “Awesome mom.” Coming had brought her back down to reality somewhat & she thought about the consequences of what she’d done, but she concluded that the plausibility of the story was watertight. Looking at Danny she could see he was completely unfazed by what she’d just done. In some ways she thought the whole experience to be the answer to her prayers since her husband would never have allowed her to do anything like that to him & she could never risk his wrath having an affair. He would never know about this: Claire couldn’t be happier. She was already plotting a repeat performance... she figured she could probably convince him that he needed to do this a few times a day but she decided to take it slow for now.
“So you want something to eat huh?” “Yeah I’m starving.” “No you’re not, you’re hungry.”
“Sorry.” Mom baby-sits Claire was talking to Debbie on the phone. “Well, I’ve found someone that is willing Debbie & I think I could eventually do everything with them.” “Really, who?” “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you but you have to understand, in his eyes it’s all something else.” “Who? C’mon Claire, who have you found that you can dominate? Can I get their number?” “Ha, you really wanna know?” “Course... out with it now!” “Daniel.” “...Daniel?” “Yeah.” “Danny... what? Danny... as in your son Danny?” “Yup.” “Claire, very amusing, but I don’t think bullying your own son into doing household chores can count as dominating him.” “No Debbie, you don’t understand... I’ve got him figured out. He’s a sub for sure, he wanted me to stand on him for heaven’s sake.” “Stand on him?” “Yeah.” “And have you?” “No, this is the thing. I told him, no, he was too small but he got all persistent, he really wants me to do it, so I said, I’ll sit on you, & if you can handle that you’ll be strong enough to have me stand on you.” “Oh my God.” “Yeah. He tried to lift me off the ground the other day, saying that if he could then he’d be strong enough.” “So what’s happened?” “Well, he can’t lift me but he has a damn good try, & I tried to put him off the idea a few times by sitting on him when he was on the sofa but he just lets me, no complaints, nothing, he really wants me to see that I’m not fat.” “Sweet, that’s so cute, did he hear his father saying you were fat?” “I dunno, maybe, but you gotta love him for it... but I haven’t told you the craziest part yet.” “Go on...” “No, not here, come over tonight.” “Tonight Claire, you know I have Yoga tonight.”
“Forget it, it’s nothing compared to the workout you’ll get this evening, trust me, you’ll thank me for the rest of your days.” “...OK, this I gotta hear. I’ll see you about, what six?” “Between six & seven is fine, see you then.” “Ok, I have to admit I’m intrigued.” “And wear something sexy, like your blue skirt.” “Are we going out?” “No, but you’ll want to look good, believe me.” “Alright. See ya.” “Bye” Claire’s husband had been away for two days now & would not be back for another five. Dan was in his room listening to music when the front door opened. Dan assumed it was Mom coming home from shopping. “Ok, I’ll tell you, but you must promise to keep it secret, I could get into big trouble.” “Sure, you know me.” “Debbie, 2 nights ago, I, er... I sat on Danny...” “Yeah I know that. You told me.” “No, I um...” Claire shrugged & smiled slightly, “I sat on his face.” “What!?” “Shhhh! Keep it down, he’s upstairs.” “Shush!? You did what?” “What I said.” “You sat on your son’s face?” “Yeah.” “You sat on Danny’s face!?” “Shhhhush I said, yes.” “Claire!” “I know but wait let me explain, please just hear me out” “You’ll go to prison!” “Listen, just hear, me, OUT!” “You sat on a man’s face sure that’d be fine but your Danny! That’s insane Claire.” “It’s my fantasy you know that” “Sure, that’s like, our dream fetish… but he’s so small, so young, is he... Is he still alive?” “Hey...” She punched Debbie playfully on the arm, glad at least to hear she had found the time for humour. “Did you sit on him naked?” “No, I had something on, but not that much.” “And what has he, what has he said about it?” “Nothing really, you gotta hear me out Debs, he thinks I did it to help him train him to hold his breath better.” “Oh my God... I don’t believe this. You’re crazy, your son!”
“No I’m not, it’s all innocent, he’s fine really, you can see for yourself. I’m going to get him down now.” “That’s messed up Claire, mothers don’t do that to their sons.” “I know, but this is all ok with him, as far as he’s concerned, I’m just helping him get stronger, there’s nothing sinister to it at all, I’ve thought it thru... he asked me to stand on him remember. He lead me to sit on him.” “Claire, he’s eight years old, and tiny, he’s a child, no, a baby.” “A baby whose face I can sit on. And you can too.” “Don’t be ridiculous, you need help.” “Debbie listen to me, since we’ve known each other we’ve both confessed to having the same fantasies, the same fetishes & desires. We both want to dominate & have a slave, our husbands are both completely against the idea & this is the answer.” “What, abuse your son?” “What’s the abuse exactly? He WANTS me to stand on him, so he’s fine with me sitting on him, he thinks I’m light & wants to prove it.” “Yeah, your son loves you, that is normal, what is not normal is sitting on a child’s face.” “I’m going to get him; you’ll see he’s come to no harm inside or out.” “Let him try & lift you, then you’ll see what he wants.” Within a few minutes Dan heard his mother coming up the stairs. She came to his door, she was wearing a short red dress that was about mid thigh length, really showing of her legs. She’d also painted her toenails red to match. He could barely take his eyes of her feet. She looked great. “Are you busy today?” She said „Debbie is downstairs; you might have quite a handful today.“ „OK“. As he was getting up from his bed she asked, „By the way, do you feel up to more training today?” Dan could feel his heart beginning to race. „Always mom!“ “Danny, listen to me…” she crouched down so that she was eye level with her son but Danny was in a trance staring at his mother’s big beautiful feet, feet that would cover his whole face, he was lost in their splendour. “Danny look at me…” he snapped out of it. “I really want to sit on you again ok.“ “Like before? To make my breathing strong?” “Yes.” “Um, okay.” “You are really great; I think we may have a little fun today. See you downstairs in a minute.“ His heart was pounding, was his mother going to have him try to lift her again in front of her friend or was she going to sit on him or did she have something different in mind? Dan’s thoughts were out of control. Butterflies were partying in his abdomen, his organs requiring blood for more passionate matters than mere digestion. She asked if he felt strong so it had to have something to do with holding her. He couldn’t wait to go find out & scrambled downstairs. He heard Mom‘s voice coming from the living room. He went in
and saw Debbie sitting on the sofa. She turned and said „Danny, Debbie is here to help with your training today.“ Dan walked around to the front of the sofa and took a look towards Debbie, he had chance to study her properly now. She looked slightly shocked which Dan found odd but she was very attractive now that he had a proper look at her. She was shorter than his mother but also fit looking yet didn’t look like a supermodel, she was not overweight but had that house-wifey look about her. His mom did look like a supermodel next to her though. Debbie was wearing a very short powder blue pleated style skirt, and white Sneakers. With the dress being very short & her legs crossed, Dan got a great full view of her thighs and they were fantastic looking. Just meaty enough to have a great shape but not anywhere approaching fat. „Hi Mrs. Leonard“ Dan beamed. His mind was going a mile a minute as to what mom had in mind. „*sighs* Hello scamp.” Debbie said, “Your mother has told me ah, all about your... training, so… how’s it going?“ “Cool, mom thinks she is heavy but she can sit on me & I’m ok, so she isn’t is she?” “No, of course not, you’re very sweet for helping her prove that to herself though.” With that, she looked to Claire and said, „You really sat on him?“ Mom said, „You will be amazed, trust me“ Dan thought he’d died & gone to heaven when he saw Debbie’s bare feet, he was already imagining them walking all over his face. Mom looked at him, „Well Danny, you are going to get your chance today to be a strong man and this time you have a much better chance since Debbie is lighter than I am. It may still not be easy but at least you won‘t kill yourself trying like you do with my full weight.“ „No problem, I‘m ready.“ Debbie looked at him and said, „Are you sure you want to try & lift me? I may be lighter than your Mommy but I still weight 166 pounds and that is enough to crush just about anyone.“ „I will try my best.“ With that Claire asked Debbie to come over to the middle of the room. Debbie got up; once she stood up Dan could see she was about 5‘8“ tall super curvy with a great rounded ass like a bigger version of J-Lo’s. She was gorgeous, very good looking. With the short skirt on, he got a great view of her legs even standing and walking. He walked over and got right behind Debbie. Mom just looked at him and smiled. he tapped Debbie on the back and said, “Are you ready?“ „The real question is are you ready?“ He smiled, kneeled down and started to wrap his arms around Debbie‘s thighs. He wrapped just about mid thigh height, which was still about one or two inches below the skirt level to give an ideal of how short it was. As he started to tighten his arms he noticed that Debbie‘s thighs had a little bit more play and give to them than did Mom‘s. Of course, since Debbie is 5‘8“ and 166 lbs, versus Mom‘s 5‘11“ and 188, there has to be some give somewhere. As he continued to tighten his grip, he could feel Debbie‘s legs
shaking slightly. She looked at Mom and said, “Are you sure he is not going to hurt himself, I am awful heavy for someone this young and small to lift.“ „Just relax, remember, he has tried to lift me and almost succeeded several times, and he can still walk and bend over. If I didn‘t break his back or crush him, I don‘t think you will.“ Mom looked at him, winked again and said, „Go for it strong man, lift away!“ He’d made up his mind that he was going to do this no matter what. He started to lift, the weight started getting heavy, and heavier, and heavier, and then all of a sudden I could feel one leg come up and, unlike when I tried to lift Mom, I felt like I still had a little more power to go, I kept lifting and finally the other leg started to move slightly. One last big strain and Debbie came up off the floor!!! He heard his mom clapping and cheering and saying, „Oh right Dan, strong man of the day, way to go!“ Debbie quickly said, „I can‘t believe it, way to go, put me down before you break your back.“ Dan didn‘t want to put her down, She was leaning back into him slightly to keep her balance and the side of his face was right in her butt and he could feel the warmth of her butt and legs on his face and arms. She had a really nice big butt bigger than mom’s! Still round and quite firm though. He took a couple of steps carrying her, but she did start getting very heavy very quickly and he started to lower her down. As soon as her feet were on the ground he bent down on one knee to catch his breath and he felt Mom grab him and give him a big hug and kiss. That felt great. All of a sudden, Debbie turned around and also gave him a kiss and a big hug and said in his ear, „I can‘t believe you lifted me and didn‘t even complain, your back has got to be killing you but it was great, Thanks!“ Mom said she would get him a drink real quick and to just relax and lay on the sofa if he wanted to. She and Debbie trotted off to the kitchen together laughing and talking a mile a minute. Dan sprawled out on the sofa to relax and catch his breath he was completely exhausted after lifting her. In about 2 minutes Dan heard them coming back. he looked up and they were both standing there with big smiles, Mom gave him a cold drink, he took it & gulped down the Sunny D, obviously a reward. Then Debbie asked if he was OK and was he sure he didn‘t hurt himself. Dan told her he was fine and not to worry about him. Mom asked, „Are you willing to continue or have you had enough?“
„Oh I’ll be ok carry on, I like this playing mommy, it’s fun!“ And he moved to get up to let one of them sit down but mom lifted her foot up and onto his chest to keep him there! Oh if only she knew how much he wanted her to trample him again, especially now, maybe Debbie would do it too. “You stay right there my boy, we’ve got lots of training planned.” With that mom looked at Debbie and said, „Do it now, have a seat here to start“, pumping his chest and stomach area with her foot for emphasis. Debbie just laughed a little and said, „Are you really sure about this? My bum is very big, he’ll be crushed.” “No no you’ll both be fine. It’s just a game.”
“I know we’re in the same boat Claire but this isn’t the answer, he’s not even EIGHT years old yet for god’s sakes.” “You don’t know what I know, just do this, trust me.” “I do really wanna but, I dunno.” “Do it, have a seat, really.” “Ok, I’m going to sit on a seven year old boy… I must be mad.” Dan piped up, „It’s okay Mrs. Leonard, you don’t have to sit on me if you-„ “Shush Danny. Debs don’t listen to him, you must try it, you know you have to, this is it.” “Danny…” “yeah?” “I do really want to, sit on you. But I could only do it if you’re okay with it… so, are you okay for me to sit on you?” “Sure Mrs. Leonard.” Dan really wanted to be trampled. “Ok, here I come.” Dan just nodded boyishly. “She likes to ‘cept none will let her.” “Yeah, whatever, but really, he’s your son.” “He’s also my new favourite place to sit… and stand.” Mom winked at him. “*sighs* You want me to sit on you Danny.” “Yeah, I don’t mind at all, mom did it for my training.” “Training… the breathing training?” “uhuh” “OK, but you could be real sore and sorry by the end of the day with my big ass climbing all over you.“ Debbie then turned and slowly sat down right on his lower chest and stomach area. He had a nice view of her white round ass as she was bending to sit due to the short skirt. She sat fairly easily, meaning she didn‘t drop down hard, and after holding Mom before she really didn‘t feel too bad. He was still able to breathe a little, although it was an effort to get much air in. Debbie‘s skirt really slides up high when sitting fully and he had a great view of the side of her thigh. She looked down at his face and said, „Are you OK down there?“ He reached up and started rubbing the side of her thigh to let her know he was. „Sorry, I guess you probably can‘t talk with this much weight on you. You probably can‘t even breathe. Let me know if I get too heavy for you.“ Dan smiled and rubbed her leg some more. He felt like he was being pushed straight down thru the sofa, he was struggling to get any air in, and he was getting hot from the pressure, his ribs were starting to burn and his stomach was hurting as it was being compressed heavily, but, even with all of these feelings, he didn’t mind having a great looking lady in a short skirt with great legs crushing him even if it wasn’t with her feet and didn‘t want it to end. “Now Debbie, time to move on up.” “I don’t believe this, you two are going to get me put in prison…” “Debbie, stand up… now here.” Claire took her hand and moved her up till she was directly over his head. Claire said, „Now simply sit down again and relax.“ „I can’t sit on his face...I’ll crush his skull” Debbie whispered. “You said you’d found a guy, not your son.” “This is the guy, trust me, it’s ok.”
“It will flatten his nose!“ „I‘ve done it and he is still in one piece.“ „You’ve done it ok, so do it again, like you say, if he can take you he can take me...” “It’s true” “Yeah I get that... But when you said all this I figured you were just missing Greg” “No, Danny is the answer… you have to trust me.” “You’re going to get me in trouble.” “No I won’t because we’re doing this to improve Danny’s ability to BREATHE, he wants to be a fire-fighter don’t you Dan?” “Yeah mom, I’ve gotta get used to holding my breath so I can get thru the smoke and rescue people like uncle Mikey does. And your bum is the softest part of you that can be on top of me without hurting me too much.” “Oh my god he’s just so cute.” “Isn’t he, now don’t you wanna do what we discussed?” “… Ohhhh, sheesh. Course I do… but I dunno, I didn’t think you meant an underage boy. Your boy.” “This is what we’ve been waiting our whole lives for Debbie, he is the answer.” “You keep saying that… Let me see you do it first. Maybe then I’ll feel better.” “Ok, are you ready for a master-class from the mother that smothers?“ Mom asked and Debbie moved over, Mom stepped over and turned, looked down at him, smiled, and said „Take a deep breath dear“ Dan did so, mom then bent down to pinch his nose, I kept the breath in his lungs up to bursting point. Mom was quite rough with him and her nails were digging into his nose. After just over a minute he needed to breathe, he tapped mom on the wrist and she let go of pinching him. “Good, better than yesterday, now take two deep breaths, good… now exhale, push it all out.” “Got it mom.” “Three deep breaths and hold, here I come.” He saw the tight knit red dress stretch over her butt as she started to squat down towards his face. In a second he felt the dress touch his face and felt the weight coming down on him. His head was being pushed down into the sofa and the full 188 pounds was landing. As the weight stopped, he could hear the muffled voices of the two ladies. „Oh my God! He didn‘t even fight you.“ „He enjoys it, and, well, you know what I said yesterday, I’ve never known any guys who would let someone my size do this and not complain or bitch.” “Yeah, and this is your thing.” “Shhh. *whispered* I just have to be careful and remember that he’s 7 and barely half my weight. Well, and kinda forget he’s my son.“ “That looks so good, you look so big on him.” “Yeah, kinda makes me feel really powerful… mmm, c’mere.” Then it went all quiet except for a slight squeaking sound, Dan had no idea what was being said and mom was starting to wriggle on his face, pushing him further down into the sofa, the pain was increasing. He wished she’d just stand on him barefoot, make him suck her toes, the same from Debbie, god that would be so hot. He just knew that it was going to happen though somehow. He remembered what his mom said to Dad about Debbie, that she
was not in a dominant role ever with her guy and that she was made to be submissive all the time. All of a sudden Dan felt the tremendous weight start to lift. Mom got up, and it took a minute for his eyes to clear from the pressure on them. „Your turn“, Mom said to Debbie. „Well he is still breathing so I guess if he held you he can hold me.“ She turned and started to sit down. With her, due to the very short skirt and since it was pleated, it started to flow outward in the back and as she was coming down, Dan realised he was going to get her thong on him so mostly cheek... he really liked this notion. The weight hit his face, she is starting to relax because she sat down harder than she did on his chest and even a little harder than mom did. His head went down into the sofa very fast. He could feel a lot more heat since his face was directly on her butt, better than with Mom and the dress between them. The heat felt kind of nice. The weight was definitely less than Mom‘s weight but was still a lot of pressure. As he tried to breathe in just a little I got a whiff of scent from the heat between her legs that really drove him nuts. She had landed in that a way that allowed him to get a little air in. It came from right between Debbie‘s legs and therefore had the scent with it. He could last a long time like this since he could at least breathe a little. He started rubbing her backside and the side of her leg again to let her know that he was OK and was enjoying this. He could hear a lot better this time and heard Mom ask, “So, how does it feel?” „This is great! I have never ever sat fully on someone‘s face like this. It’s what I’ve always wanted. I always feared I would break their nose and smother them. This is such a neat feeling, I can feel him trying to breathe and can feel the air be sucked by my pussy, Oh God, I could sit here all day! You were right; it really does feel very erotic.“ „You know, Greg would never let me sit on his face, he’s too…” “Dominant?” “Well, I guess but the word I’m looking for is something more like, proud. He’d never stand for the idea that I could have a penchant for something like this.” “Sure” “*whispered* So after twelve years of not being able to pursue my fetish, Danny here starts talking about how I couldn’t hurt him. The one time I sat on a boyfriend’s face in college I couldn’t stop cumming.” “Really?” “*Whispered* Oh god yeah, it was unbelievable. I’ve kind of figured out a way to sit on Danny ‘properly’ without, you know, damaging his mind.” “Really?” “Yeah, he knew that his dad didn’t allow me to do it and now he understands that as much as he needs to. You know now, he let me ride his face last week all the way. We’re all in this now” “You’re unbelievable, you lucky bitch… He really doesn’t seem to mind my big ass on him. This is like, my fantasy; it’s not meant to be real.” “Sure it is… and you’re not doing it right yet.”
“I’m right on him, almost all my weight.” “Yeah but you’re letting him breathe, for me, I have to be smothering completely to make it feel really good. I dunno, it’s something about the power factor, the knowledge that I control his ability to breathe & therefore, I have the power to end his life… oooh, it’s just so erotic.” “I know what you mean…. Are you okay Danny?” I didn’t answer “He can’t hear you. He’s squashed way down in the cushions though you might start getting a little too heavy after a while, make sure to raise up every minute to give him chance to rest.” “Claire, this is the most erotic thing I’ve ever done, y’know if I had my knickers off now I’d be screaming the place down.” “Oh his god, I knew you were like this.” “Yeah, you knew we were both dominant women forced into submissive roles by our men.” “No, I mean, I knew you’d see the opportunity here. The smaller the man the bigger I seem myself… and I know, we’re just playing games, but Danny asked me to dominate him, how could I resist that?” “He asked you?” “Yeah, he wanted me to stand on him.” “Ah, trampling, did you do that to him?” “Almost.” “You’re in way deep Claire, but I have to tell you, I know all about trampling, it’s Nicola’s thing.” “Nicola from HR?” “Yeah, she’s always bragging about how she walks all over men, but I found out last year that she means that literally.” “Did she tell you?” “No, Marcus did, when they were dating she used to make him lie down, she’d tie him up and then stand on him barefoot, she was obsessed, he couldn’t understand what she got out of it but since it was her only demand compared to several of his requests he felt obliged.” “Wow… And Nicola has got a great body, good legs.” “Yeah, just don’t tell her about your son unless you want him flattened under her feet.” “No, I’m thinking of asking her to baby-sit, she’d do it for me if I gave her a little bonus. I’ll summon her next time I’m in the office. I’ll have a word.” “Wow, & then what?” “Just let her know that she can ‘discipline’ Danny then tip Danny off & he can play along, be a little naughty, see if how she disciplines him.” “You’re kidding?” “Nah, I can see all this happening, my wildest fantasies played out. Before I used to fantasize about small people, y’know even dwarves sometimes, or shrinking men & doing this to them, but at my most depraved… well I’ve thought about kids. And it can be done with their enjoyment I just know it from Danny… make it a game, though he’s in on it so
to speak. I reckon Nicola’ll be just like me, anyone with a dominant streak like that will be up for some fun.” “How much longer can he last with his butt on his face like this? It can’t be pleasant for him.” “He’s getting so good at that now, I’m thinking if I keep ‘training’ him this way then he’ll be the world’s best free diver by the time he’s twenty.” “He feels so good underneath me, his little face is touching all the right spots.” “*whispers* Tell me about it, I’m thinking of losing this layer next time, what do you think?” “Damn that would be hot… but… it’s so easy to forget, we have to remember what we’re doing here. Just remember, we are sitting on a child, it ain’t legal, what if he ever complains?“ “Actually, there’s no minimum age of consent for boys technically here and besides this is all of his own will, do you hear him complaining?” “No, but I do feel very naughty, it feels so wrong and yet so good, it’s so forbidden.” “Yeah, are you done because I’m ready for another go… you okay Danny?” Dan muffled his response straight into Debbie’s quim, causing her to jolt with the sensation. She raised herself up. Dan felt the weight start to lift off his face but his sight was slow adjusting and he could still feel tingling in his cheeks from the pressure. As his eyes cleared, he eventually saw both ladies looking at him with concern. „I‘m fine“ he said, „I loved it“ „See, I didn‘t have to get off so quickly.“ said Debbie. „Well maybe you should have GOT OFF properly” “Shut up.” “Look how red his face is, you can even start to see the mark from the seam in your pantyhose Debbie“ “Are you okay baby?” mom asked him again. “Oh, you don‘t have to worry about me, I’m fine, I can really hold my breath well huh?” “You sure can sweetie, now get ready for another round, mommy’s turn again.” “Ok” “Danny I’m just going to take this dress off, I’m going to er, sit for a little longer this time and I don’t want your face getting marked too much.” “Okay mom” He watched as mom pulled the dress down over her shoulders and pushed it down her waist. He got really hot as he saw her feet before stepping out of the dress. He didn’t know they were taking advantage of him, he didn’t mind because he’d found a way to make mom happy. Debbie knew about it now… he was going to be in for some fun from her: and if anyone asked… he could play along. He was just learning to breathe better, getting stronger. This was all okay. There was nothing to worry about. He liked the idea of being used somehow. Deep down he knew his mom wanted to sit on his face for some reason other than training him but he couldn’t quite figure out what that might be. He had no idea of the concept of ‘fetishes’ nothing at all seemed ‘wrong’ with anything his mom & her friend were doing to him but he did think it was strange somehow, like ‘not quite normal’ that was because he’d picked up on the air of nervous-
ness in his mother’s voice when she’d first suggested sitting on him. Daniel also had no clue as to what sex was as such although he was aware that what he used to call his ‘pee-pee’ was able to make him feel good if he touched it a certain way. Subconsciously Dan knew that whatever this sitting business was all about there was something involved that she couldn’t do it with dad & that made Dan feel good toward his mother that he was providing something like this. At this stage he was still naïve as to her real intentions. Everything she did to him didn’t seem wrong until the bathroom incidents but even then he was just too timid to say anything. “Claire!” he looked at his mom, she was stripping completely naked in front of them. Even Dan had never seen her fully naked before, she was incredible. The most ‘to die for’ body he’d ever seen. “Well Danny, Debbie, I think we should get some more training in before bedtime, what do you think?” “Uh… ok mommy, I’ll do better than last time” “Really? I hope so my child, I really hope so.” She flashed Debbie a sly grin. “Danny you don’t mind if I don’t wear clothes do you?” Danny visibly gulped as his throat swelled up with pre-teen sexual heat & nervousness. “It’s just that, it’s better that way, you won’t get any marks on your face when I sit on it & you’ll find that things are a lot softer under my bum. Ok?” Danny nodded with ever widening eyes. Debbie looked scared, she hadn’t said a word since seeing Claire strip, she was utterly speechless. “Okay Deb?” Debbie was trembling… eventually she offered, “Your, you’re ah, really going to sit on him…*naked*” (she said under her breath) “I can’t believe we broke the sofa, I’ll have to buy a better quality one for us to all use. Dan your training might have to move to the bed sometimes, I can’t be buying sofas every month” She smiled. “We had that sofa forever mom” “It is time for a new one, help me choose will you.” “Sure” Claire switched the radio on & commercial pop blared out from all the speakers in the car. Twenty more minutes & they arrived at the massive store, this was the place to be to buy flat-packed Swedish furniture. Danny had been here a couple of times before. He had played in the kids area while his mom & dad had argued over which furniture to buy for their bedroom. “Mommy can I play in the ball-pool?” “Er, well, I need your help hunny, help me look for a sofa & then if you’re good you can have half an hour in there.” “Oh alright.” They parked up & Claire led Daniel by the hand into the giant store. “They sell everything here” said Claire “And toys?” Squeaked Dan “Yes I think they have some” just lets look around, we might not find anything we like & if we do, they might not have it in stock, look how busy it is.” Dan looked around, there were people everywhere. His mother’s hand was very big; she efficiently piloted him thru the squall of shoppers to the section where all the couches were. Claire immedia-
tely admired the high end luxury sofas, they were leather, bigger than a sofa really needed to be & looked like they would last forever. “Hey, what about this one here? What do you think?” “It’s big mom.” “Yeah, but plenty of room for all of us.” “My entire class could sit on that.” “Ha, I’m sure they could, lets see how much it is…” she bent over & fiddled with the label a second, Danny could not help but stare at his mother’s ass as she did so. It was big, like a giant peach & wide but not overly fat. Just a little too much wobble for most people in the disgusting fashion industry, where models weren’t allowed to eat properly. Dan thought his mother’s ass was the best he’d ever seen. Claire read out the Swedish name on the tag. It sounded alien to Dan & he shrugged at her, she smiled back at him as she turned it over, “One-thousand four hundred & seventy-nine dollars…pheweee.” “That sounds like a lot mom.” “It’s actually very reasonable for a couch of this quality baby; do you think daddy would like it?” “I don’t know, I guess.” Another shrug. It occurred to Danny that he really didn’t know what his father liked at all. Greg was never around: in fact he always added a day or two on to the time of his scheduled trip when gave Claire notice, enabling him to ‘fuck around’ with whatever women he could meet. If he didn’t get lucky he would resort to ‘call girls’ as he called them. He justified reminding himself as often as possible that he was the chief breadwinner in the house & that apart from keeping the family financially secure his wife Claire was ‘damn lucky’ to be with him. Greg would never have the bond with his son that Claire had with Danny even if training her son had not occurred. “It would look great in the lounge, lets try it out.” Claire moved for the big brown leather sofa but Danny was quicker & leapt onto it bum first, his legs swinging up onto the arm, his head landing about a quarter of the way across the sofa, just the kind of position that Claire had once conducted Danny’s ‘training’ in. A fact that was not lost in Claire’s thoughts as she looked back over her shoulder at where she was about to sit. If they were back at home she’d be training Danny right now, but in a hypermarket like this one with people everywhere she had to pause & get herself together to sit down regularly next to him, but then Danny did something completely unexpected & extremely inappropriate; Claire was lowering herself to sit down, her hands slid down her bum in preparation for this, even though she was wearing tight jeans today, she was used to wearing skirts thru the week & was in the habit of avoiding creases in her work clothes, Danny meanwhile pushed of the arm of the sofa with a kick from his legs & lined his face up directly beneath her huge descending ass. Dis-ASS-ter. In her tight jeans, her full weight coming down on top of him, plus, she’d chosen to deliberately drop her weight onto the sofa from a couple of feet up so she could better gauge the couches resilience to some strenuous action. Danny stood no chance & quite a few shoppers & two women in blue & yellow Ikea uniform watched with rapidly widening eyes, the bizarre sight of a tall leggy woman with a hot ass in tight jeans sit down violently… on her tiny son’s face. *WHUMP*
*SQUISH* *HISS* (The air rushing out of the leather cushions) “OHMIGOD! DANNY!” She struggled to get up, she could feel the unmistakeable & amorally familiar sensation of little boy features jammed into the crack of her ass. Her first reaction was to try & stand up but she had squashed his head so far down that she was at a poor angle to get up from, her knees were far too much higher than her bum with her son’s face wedged beneath it to enable such a manoeuvre. Her second reaction was this thought in the following words? “Oh fucking shit! No! Shit now I’m fucked.” Good job she didn’t say that out loud. As the shoppers, all four of them men, (they’d been staring at Claire’s butt) looked on with their jaws still on the floor, it was only the two women who worked there that came to Claire & Danny’s aid. Claire threw all her weight to the side & rolled of Danny’s face. She scrabbled around to prop herself up on the end cushion of the couch & looked round at Danny. He was out cold. “Danny!” She set about reviving him rather uselessly, “Danny!” first she shook his shoulders, his head lolled about like a puppet on a string, then she used her right hand like a fan, wafting it about to proper some air onto his face, then she shook him again. No, not very effective at all, but now the Ikea women were on the scene, both from the side of Danny’s feet. The tallest & the younger of the two spoke first; “We saw what happened Madam, oh dear, he’s out of it.” It was clear from her accent that this lady was not local, in fact, like the place she worked in, she sounded Swedish. “Please help him” Claire pleaded. “We will” “I just sat down & he, he was…” “Yes madam, we saw, he moved under you, don’t worry, we’ll get a first-aider here.” Claire felt cold with fear, & when she heard one of the guys say to his girlfriend: “Did you see that?” her hands started to shake. She felt so bad, so guilty, yet she put into process & contingency plan for this situation; no one, no matter what they saw, could saw that Claire had deliberately sat on her son’s face, from another’s view, the only conclusion they could surmise was as simple as what was so: Danny had accidentally moved onto the part of the sofa that his mother was sitting on. “That woman just sat on that couch & her boy was in right underneath her, he got in the way” “Huh?” “She sat right on his head” “Omigod… is he okay!?” The guy’s girl asked both the Ikea women & the boy’s mother. The older, heavier Ikea worker was checking Danny’s vitals… no not those you twisted reader, his other vitals, breathing & stuff, tsk. “Well his neck’s fine, just looks like concussion, “Ma’am we need to get him to the first aid room right away” . Claire looked to where the other Ikea worker was, she found her back at where she’d been stood when it happened at a desk of sorts on a phone presumably requesting security to come & haul her perverted ass away. But it turned out just to be more people, two wearing the godawful blue & yellow uniforms & one lady in a blue shirt who’d
maybe come to help get Danny to this first aid room. “Don’t worry ma’am, just come with us, he just needs some air.” Three more staff had arrived, two men & one woman, the woman appeared to be quite senior, she was wearing . A little too old & sophisticated to just be working on the retail floor. Both men were very young by comparison. They swarmed round the sofa, “What’s his name” “Daniel” “Daniel, can you hear me” said the manager lady. He was still apart from a slight pulsing of his eyelashes. “Ok lets give him some room” the swarm moved back a little. “His neck is good, lets get him to somewhere more comfortable.” With a gesture from the manager lady one of the young men picked Danny up & cradled him gently, he made toward one of the short cut doors that cut thru the maze of showrooms & home furnishing displays. These were like secret portals that only the elite knew of. Manager lady turned to Claire, come on he’ll be fine, are you ok?” “Me I’m alright, don’t worry about me.” “Janet Thornton, I’m one of the managers here...” Well duh thought Claire “Figures” Claire, here to buy a couch” “I’m the first aider here, I assure you, I know already your son will be fine. Lets go” Claire nodded & smiled at Jane as she was ushered to follow her son to the first aid room. It was a surprisingly big room & had lots of Ikea medicine cabinets on the walls & metal shelving stacked with files labelled accidents, health & safety, First Aider Rotas & so on. There was a large corner group where they could all sit down, though Dan was places on a chaise-long which seemed to serve like a hospital trolley. From a cupboard one of the young men handed the Swedish girl a pillow & she placed it under Dan’s head. Once this was done he, along with the other young man skulked off to the side like foot soldiers awaiting further orders. Janet then approached Dan, “Daniel... Daniel.” Like an old lady calling her cat. “His breathing is very slight, I’m not sure if he’s... there at all. Resusci-Aid quick.” One of the young men quickly delved into a cupboard, closed it, opened another, closed it “Quick, come on!” “Danny!” shouted Claire. “It’s ok Claire, just a precaution.” The man was now rummaging thru a draw, several other cupboards & drawers were open. Whatever he was looking for, it was not there. “Can’t find one” replied the man hurriedly. Claire was panicking “Damn, ok, Claire I’m going to give him the kiss of life.” Claire just nodded back at her, she felt awful. Janet loosened the dark blue cravat she wore & unbuttoned her collar. She leant forward & pinched Danny’s mouth. Claire was reminded yet again of training Danny, she remembered pinching his nose as a prelude to sitting on him. Janet, an elegant woman, manager & apparently the first-aider curled her torso over Danny’s & opening his mouth she pressed her lips against his. The twist in her gut was unexpected & the butterflies caught her off guard, Janet did not expect to feel anything remotely sexual about this clinical procedure. The surprise of it caused her to lose the seal over the child’s lips for a second & she had to take another breath. She, like Claire was also dominant & a discerning lesbian. What she could not have known, was that she was subliminally aroused by the chemical hormone oestrogen that was smeared over
Danny’s mouth from having his mother sit on his face that morning while he slept. Danny was always a deep sleeper. Claire had gone into wake him up but being unable to do so, elected instead to squat over his face wearing only her skimpy g-string & got herself off on his nose in a less than one minute. When she was finished Dan was still nowhere near awake, so after regaining the strength in her shuddering legs... she did it again, harder but she was a little too vigorous this time & she felt Danny’s muffled disquiet vibrate right into her quim. She came at that instant all over his mouth. She was surprised at how wet her climaxes were becoming. She dashed out of the room before Danny awoke. Ten minutes later she heard him flushing in the bathroom & shuffling back into his bedroom. She went upstairs, reminded him that they were going shopping & bossed him back into the bathroom to have a shower. “You scrub yourself good & proper Danny boy, make sure you wash your face really well... & don’t forget-” “Behind my frickin ears mom, I know.” And here was the problem. Danny rebelled that morning & had neglected to wash his face at all. Instead he simply chucked two handfuls of water over his shoulder & put his clothes on. Claire’s own scent was too delicate to detect unless at close range... like Janet was now. Her lipstick left its inevitable pink stain on Danny’s lips, just a tinge of rose. Claire was mesmerized by the display. She was trying hard not to imagine this regal lady with her power-suit’s skirt hiked up around her hips as she squatted on Danny’s face fucking him into the floor. Claire was horny as hell. She started to think that if this hadn’t happened, she would’ve probably hauled Danny off to the baby change room & ASS-aulted his face until he was unconscious anyways. Either way she’d have wound up in this damn room whether she liked it or not. The blonde Viking Ikea worker was starting to look like a Norse-goddess in Claire’s eyes. She stepped toward where Janet was deeply French kissing her seven year old son, peeled off her blue trousers, revealing muscular, toned & yet feminine legs, footed herself out of each shoe, hopped on the chaise long & grabbed Janet by the nape, pulling her head back, the blonde snarled, somehow she’d managed to lose her hideous yellow Polo shirt & her impossibly perfect tanned body & blonde hair now out-beautied everything in the room. Snarling she leaned in for the kill but instead kissed Janet lovingly, tenderly & then, ah, there it was, now she was rip-lipping into her kiss, they were trying to impress their dominance upon each other, they were clearly used to switching & now neither wanted to renege the initiative. „Ma‘am. Ma‘am... Claire... Claire.... CLAIRE!“ „What!“ „I said, he‘s back with us...“ Claire snapped out of the day dream reverie & looked over to her son. What the hell was she thinking. Imagining all kinds of forbidden interactions so vividly. Danny piped up, „Hi mom, what happened?“
„Oh... there was an accident, your mother went to sit on the couch & she sat on you instead.“ Said the manageress. „Thank you, thank you for everything... I was just in shock I think.“ „Our prices aren‘t that bad are they?“