Category: Trampling

This category contains all the stories about trampling or stories where the main focus is trampling. For the further details about a specific story look at the tags for that story.

There are many people interested in trampling. Some of those people are keen on being trampled by others, some would rather be on top, doing the trampling. All of them and many others who have just fantasized about trampling like to read about the experiences or fantasies of others with the same fantasies.

A study friend 3 (16)

The author remembers persuading a female friend to step onto his head

written by Vega
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Last year I studied with a good friend of mine and as the year progressed she became used to walking on my back to massage it. One of these times when she was walking slowly up and down my back she said: “I can’t believe that this relaxes you.” I asked her: “Why?”

She replied with the answer that she would hate being walked all over because it would hurt. Continue reading “A study friend 3 (16)“

Backyard BBQ 4 (7)

The author writes about unknowing hand trample he had at a party his wife threw

written by Tumblweedz
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

“One of the girls in the office is moving to Washington state. Remember Barbara? We met her and her husband at the Christmas party. They are a really nice couple.”

“Yeah, I remember”, I replied. I remembered Barbara all right. She was a knockout at the party. She had worn a long dress and a pair of tall slender heels with wide straps and her toes peeking out. Her husband? Well, I remembered that he was there…

“I like working with her. Anyway, we were talking about having some kind of farewell thing and I thought maybe we could have a cook-out here. Just for a few of the girls in the office, you know?”

“Sounds ok to me. I can get out of here for a while. When were you going to have it?” I had some plans of my own in mind! We have a good sized deck on the back of the house and had cookouts before with some of our friends. When I would go under the back of the deck where our grill and outdoor stuff is stored I realized how easy it would be to reach out under the edge of the deck from where I was. And since Deanna always set out some snacks and chips there, everyone was always hanging out right where I could reach out to touch their feet! Except that it was during the day and half the crowd were men, and I was one of the hosts.

“Saturday after next is what I was thinking if that’s ok. Later in the afternoon or early evening so we don’t take up the whole day.”

“Sure. You should have an evening party and then if people want they can go out afterward. I’ll set up the party lights around the yard for you.”

“I guess that would be good, let me check with everyone else.” Continue reading “Backyard BBQ 4 (7)“

Unwitting finger trampling in a bookstore 4.2 (6)

The writer remembers exploring unknowing finger trample idea at a bookstore

written by Highheellover
 original source of the story was Unknown source

This story happened more than 10 years ago. When I was about 16 years, I was often in town. I loved to watch the woman walking in high heels.

One day when I was in a big bookstore (you know, the kind of stores where you can buy all books, and the books are showed at the wall, from the floor to nearly at the ceiling, with corridors). I found it the ideal place to try to let a woman stand on my hand and fingers. Continue reading “Unwitting finger trampling in a bookstore 4.2 (6)“

Penis crushed at a stage play 3.7 (18)

The author remembers having his genitals compressed under the weight of multiple women

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

During my school days, I used to go to a mixed school but it seemed to have a lot more girls than boys. This was a good thing as I have had a crush/trample thing for a long time.

I was about 12 years old when the high school girls about 16-18 years old decided to give a stage play as a farewell leaving party. I can’t remember what it was called but it only had girls in.

I was one of the kids that were always asked to help do scenery and things like that. My dreams came true on the night of the show as the boy that normally does the lights was off sick and I was asked to take his place. This was at the rear of the stage next to the steps for the girls to go onto the stage. Continue reading “Penis crushed at a stage play 3.7 (18)“

Fantastic Step Mom 5 (34)

A story about a boy’s first trampling by the bbw stepmom and her friends

written by Paul Race
 original source of the story was Submitted by the author

How did it start?

To start with my name is Paul, and I guess it actually started when I was about 12 yrs old. One day a week I had to stay with one of the neighbors as my mom had to work a couple of hours past when I would get off the bus.

Her name was Mrs. Jones. She had 2 daughters one was 8 yrs old. She walked on me but I could hardly feel her. She was well under 50 pounds. But her sister was 15 yrs old and about 100 pounds. Every time I was at their house the younger girl always wanted to play house or have a tea party.

One day I talked her into playing cowboys. She said ok I’m the sheriff then. She tied my hands to the leg of the bed cause she didn’t have a jail to put me in. So there I was laying on the floor tied to the leg of the bed when her sister walked in and said: “What are you doing laying on the floor?” I told her that I was in jail but she said: “You look like a rug to me,” then she walked on my stomach up to my chest and then right on my face. I think I might have been in shock. I remember her feet were warm and soft but that’s about all I remember. Then as she was leaving the room she looked down at me and said: “You still look like a rug,” then she walked on my face, then on my chest and finally my stomach. Continue reading “Fantastic Step Mom 5 (34)“

Latino-American girl 4.1 (14)

The author writes about a very nice trample experience with a lady who wanted to try something strange and funny

written by SubSole
 original source of the story was Unknown source

As I travel a lot for my work, I always try to find a girl in the place where I have to spend a couple of days, who is slightly interested in trying out our beloved fetish, as I introduce it to them bluntly, by asking about their shoe sizes, favorite type of footwear and … if I could be their doormat for some moments…

This time I had to go to Lima, Peru, for several weeks and I responded to some classifieds of girls wanting to date guys. One of the replies was of a nice 36-year-old latina (of course) lady, 1m65, 50 kg, who was about to marry an American guy in a couple of months after my stay.

She wanted to try something strange and funny, before she committed herself, and agreed to meet when I was there. Super nervous I called here and she sounded so sweet. She had to laugh a lot, as I kept my part of the bargain by introducing myself (on the phone) as: “Here’s your doormat calling”… That night she arrived at my apartment in her knee-high brown leather boots, with 4×4 cm square heels, some 6 cm high… I was shocked by her beauty, and she made herself comfortable in one of my chairs. Continue reading “Latino-American girl 4.1 (14)“

Old Girlfriend Tramples Me at the Game 4.3 (10)

The author gets his hand trampled by his ex

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Went to a high school basketball game couple of nights ago and spotted an old girlfriend in the bleachers, so I sat next to her. It had been about 5 years or so since we’d seen each other so we had some catching up to do about our lives. We had really been into trample when we were dating.

Finally, she asked me if I were still into it, which kind of shocked me but I said: “Why? Yes, certainly when I can find someone to trample me.” I noticed that she was wearing some very nice calf high heel snow boots. She then looked down at her feet for a second and then remarked: “I believe that you can get your hands and fingers under my boots if you go behind the bleachers and stick them through and I’ll be glad to stand on them for a while during the game.” I said: “That would be great.” Continue reading “Old Girlfriend Tramples Me at the Game 4.3 (10)“

Dating A Stripper 4.6 (17)

The author has written an excellent text about him experiencing his girlfriend’s secret profession

written by Smokncatfoot
 original source of the story was Unknown source

You think you know someone pretty well, and then – BAM! You find out something about them that totally blows your mind! Take Michelle, for instance. Michelle and I had been dating for a little over three months. We both attend State University, where we have several classes together. We both listen to classic rock, we both love Thai food, and we both think Dane Cook is friggin’ hilarious!

I thought I knew her pretty well, but now I come to find out that Michelle is an exotic dancer! Apparently, she’s been doing this to work her way through college since before I met her! She works at a strip club in a neighboring town, hoping no one from school finds out about it. I found out from a friend of mine who lives over there. Continue reading “Dating A Stripper 4.6 (17)“

Supermarket Crush 4.5 (12)

The author writes a fantasy about an unknown trampling in the false floor.

written by Matt
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Publisher note: original publishing date Thursday, 06-Nov-97

I am the manager of a small but busy supermarket near an all-girls boarding school. All day I see them come in, wearing cut-offs or shorts usually. This is hot enough for me, but on Sundays, they like to dress for church or dinner or whatever and they wear skirts (short skirts) and heels. Since I got there, I’ve been trying to figure out a way to get them to crush me without their knowing it. After all, I am a businessman and it wouldn’t be great for business if my customers thought I was a pervert. Finally, I came up with a plan.

I usually schedule two cashiers on Sunday, since I have to pay them overtime. I told the girls that I would have to finish some work in the aisles and that they would be covered over with a rug for the entire day. I also told them that I would be working throughout the night and I wouldn’t be in on Sunday, so they would have to open and close the store. I had been working on a hole in one aisle for weeks and covering it up with a rug so they would not think anything unusual. The ground was also unsteady so the fact of my would-be tormentors walking over an uneven surface would be thought of as normal.

On Saturday night, we closed the store and I got to work. I carefully dug the fake hole, covered it up again and laid down the rug. Then I switched the magazine racks so the most recent issues of magazines would be in the aisle I would be laying in. I made sure that I would fit snugly in the hole and that the rug would not ride up when someone not picking up their feet might kick the rug. As a bonus for me, I scraped the underside of the rug so that I could look up but no one could see in because of the overhead lighting. I laid in the hole, secured the rug and waited. Continue reading “Supermarket Crush 4.5 (12)“

Stepped under the window sill 4.5 (16)

The author recalls an event from his youth which involved his sister and her frends

written by sneakfreak
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

This was once again set up by my younger sister. I was lying on the couch watching TV when she looked in at the window above the couch.

“Why is the door locked?” she wanted to know.

“To keep annoying girls outside” I informed her.

“Then you should have shut the window too” she replied, and with that, she jumped up so that she was kneeling on the window ledge, and then swung around so her feet were thrust inside. She was wearing blue jeans with black socks and white sandshoes, the soles of the sandshoes were white but were grubby, probably from the dirt in the garden outside the window. She reached down with one foot and put it right on my chest, then she stepped on me full weight, and swung her other foot over me and onto the couch next to me. Continue reading “Stepped under the window sill 4.5 (16)“