Aunt Car Crush 4.1 (19)

Serious injuries from a car crush episode

written by Yoboi435
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Do you remember my Aunt from my first experience? After that time she trampled me without knowing, I thought how much I could do without her noticing. One of the things I liked about her was her big pickup truck. It had very big tires and seemed pretty heavy. When she would leave for work (sometimes she has to let me stay alone at home) she would obviously drive to work. I would hide at the gate and place items under her car. My toy cars were her first victims. They would get flattened. Then my sister’s dolls. The ones with hard faces would actually pop and shatter. But she never cared.

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My blonde Aunt 4.8 (22)

Big footed giantess crushes a little guy while sleepwalking

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I have already told you about my first experience with my one aunt. But I had some others aunts I also wanted to experiment with. This one also lived in a village, but a different one. My mum would let me stay at her place, alone with her. Every night, I would sneak out of my room and get into hers. I would slowly open the door, come in and get to her bed. There I would open the sheets and there they were. Her big feet. I would rub my face in them and smell them. For some reason she never actually noticed me doing that to her feet.

My aunt Annie was 5’9”, and had size 9 feet. Not that big and tall but the right size for me. I think her foot probably could cover my face and neck. I could really get my face into them.

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Under Janet again 4.9 (16)

Continuation of the Janet story. Play time with the Amazon woman leads to a hospital trip.

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by Yoboi435

It’s Wednesday. I come home from another boring day of school. But as I arrive, I realize today Janet is going to help with my homework. I get excited and prepare everything.

It starts raining. The door rings. Janet comes in and hugs me. I get a bit wet. “Oh sorry, yeah it suddenly started raining really bad.” I don’t mind. Her socks were a bit wet too. She sit down at the kitchen table and she starts to teach me and help me with my english homework. She is actually really good and I start to get better. Afterwards, we had time to also work on the history homework.  And maybe something else . . .

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Under Janet 5 (17)

Amazon woman includes trampling with her school lessons

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by Yoboi435

I was 18 years old when I first met Janet. She was the daughter of my moms friend. While I was a freshman in high school, she was studying her masters degree in english. My mom and her were really close. One day, she invited her to our house. Until that day, I only heard about her through my mom. But the day I met her, would change the way I think forever.

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon when I put on some nice clothes to welcome her with my mom. As the door bell rang, I came down stairs from my room and waited behind my mom. She opened the door and there she was. I guess her to be around 6’1” tall. She had a colorful shirt, bright jeans and white converse shoes on. Obviously the shoes were my first target, but she was also pretty beautiful. She had long blonde hair and a nice smile. She seemed athletic, but still heavy from some muscle and maybe dense bones?

Anyway, my mom and I welcomed her and we sat in the living room and talked. Of course she asked some questions about me. She was very nice. But I couldn’t hold back from staring at her nice grey socks. Her feet seemed really big.

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Texas Kenpo: Tina, how it started. 5 (6)

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Back many year ago as a teenager I lived on a small ranch. We had the usual horses, cows, chickens. We didn’t have many neighbors the homes that were close, close being relative were a mile or more away.

Down the road a bit, some family friends had a piece of land, 10 acres with a really nice barn but no house. They did however have a camper set up for when they would visit on weekends.

Their daughter Tina was three years older than me, she was tall thin, long brown hair and eyes. She had a heart of gold, the type that would do anything for anyone.

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Little brother crush 4.9 (40)

Amazon girl steps on her brother and his friend

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Disclaimer: Everybody is over 18 at this point

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My little brother always had his friends over. They practically lived with us, since they slept over in his room all the time. My parents even knew most of their names. I thought they were okay, most of my interactions with them involved me trolling and tormenting my little brother. Most of my trolling comes from my body odor.

First about me, I’m very tall (6’2). I have an amazon woman build, so I have large thighs and a thick ass. I’m also heavy since I have a good bit of meat on my bones (230 lbs), although I work out with cardio and occasional weight lifting, so I don’t come across as chubby. Being my height I also have very big feet. For those of you who are curious I am a size 13 (although I wear a size 12 in mens), and even though they are very big, my feet are quite pretty if I don’t say so myself. They’re long and very wide, and my toes are plump and juicy (my big toe is pretty big). My feet have a nice paleish tone with meaty, pink, slightly wrinkled soles. I also tend to have my feet in a white toenail polish. And since I am active my feet tend to stink. And not a normal stink, I mean absolutely ripe. After my college volleyball games, the rest of the team talked about how I had the nastiest feet. The reason is because I have hyperhidrosis. So all that sweat, all over my body would seep into my shoes and marinate my feet in that thick, rich, cheesy scent. The smell of my feet always helped when tormenting my little brother. I would always walk around barefoot after a sweaty run or leave my socks in his room so my fragrance fills the room.

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My friend Raksha 5 (20)

Hand and foot crush under the spike heels of a cruel teenage girl.

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Hi I am from India and this my story. It all happened in school when I was sitting with a girl name Raksha. I had a huge crush on her because she is slim, tall and more beautiful than any other girl in my class.

I remember stepping on her feet quite a lot only to get my feet get stepped back by her. They only way to get your feet stepped on by any girl is to just step on her feet first and then watch her crush your feet to dust.

So one day we were learning about pressure in physics chapter and our teacher told us that sharp heels can cause more pain if stepped on compared to an elephant. I laughed and joked to the teacher that heel shoes doesn’t hurt that much and not anywhere near an elephant. My teacher then decided to have an experiment to demonstrate this concept.

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My First Experience 4.8 (60)

Beginning of a trample fetish . . .

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When I was little, I loved being pressed down. I would always tease my cousins so that they would pin me on the floor. This fondness of weight being pressed on me later translated into a fetish. But when you are young, you don’t have any “sexual feelings”. It just feels good on you, like a warm shower or eating sweets. Out of pure innocence, I would do stuff that later I realized how dangerous they actually were. At that age, you don’t really seem to calculate risk into your choices all that much. But until then, nobody actually trampled me.

Every summer, we would visit my aunt’s house. She lived far away from the city, in a little village. Because of that, staying at her house for the weekend was the best option. My aunt was a lot of fun, as she was younger then my mother, but not actually young. I think at that time she was 38 years old. She was kind of tall at 6′. She played a lot of sports in her youth, so a good part of her 180 pounds were muscle.

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The Years Go By 4.4 (9)

First realizations of a male submissive

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It took many years for me to get over my traditional male conditioning, to accept myself as a male submissive. The whole process began a long way back when I was about fifteen; I am still tall, and was then an athlete, and was regarded by the other youngsters and teenagers in the mixed boarding house where we lived, as their leader. It was a role I had personal doubts about, but I acted it out well enough to convince the others, I thought. But I later learned that night time conversation in the girl’s dormitory was about the unfairness of the male-run world, resentment at favouritism shown to us boys by the women who ran the place, and how girls were better than boys.

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Dirty sandals of my Aunt 4.3 (45)

Early shoe cleaning experiences with his college-aged aunt.

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My aunt used to live in my house when I was 6. I was sure that I liked her feet; she was around 20 years old.

She would often watch TV on the bed, and I would lie down closer to her feet. During commercials, she would rub her feet on my stomach and leg, knowing that I enjoyed it. If I had the awareness I gained later, I would have been bolder. Sometimes, while I was lying on the floor, she would walk by and place her foot on my chest or stomach.

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