Mia likes to dance – on you ! 4.9 (14)

ChatGPT story about a sexy cousin who enjoys trampling

written by ChatGPT
original source of the story was Submitted by a visitor

Eighteen-year-old Jake stepped out of the car at his aunt’s house, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He had been looking forward to his summer visit, but he always felt a bit overshadowed by his older cousin, Mia. At twenty, Mia was tall, strikingly beautiful, and radiated a confidence that sometimes intimidated him. Their relationship had always been more about rivalry than camaraderie.

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Pissing off the tractor 4.8 (17)

Texas Kenpo gets indulged by a kind, attractive woman in heels.

written by Texas Kenpo
original source of the story was Submitted by the author

I sat on my back patio, my eyes teared up, the emotions of my recent divorce sometimes rear up. My divorce was finalized 6 months ago.

My wife of 26 years cheated on me with a younger guy, in better shape. I was completely blind sided, I thought everything was fine. Sure we had issues but nothing that we couldn’t work out.

I met my wife twenty seven years ago, I was in the USAF, I was on my 3rd year of a 4 year enlistment. I was 25 years old tall, skinny but toned. I admit I did look really young, so much so, I walked into a liquor store. I placed a bottle of Jack Daniels Black on the counter. Went to get a 12 pack of Miller, they had put the bottle back on the shelf. I ask what are they doing, was told your not old enough. I laughed and pulled out my license.

I was stationed at Kelly AFB, San Antonio, I loved the fact I was able to stay in Texas. Being from a small town in East TX, now being stationed in South TX, was heaven.

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A Night at the Concert 4.7 (35)

written by Trampling Queen
original source of the story was Submitted by the author

The pulsating beats of the music echoed through the open-air concert venue as a sea of people swayed to the rhythm. The strobe lights flashed in sync with the bass, creating a mesmerizing spectacle. Among the crowd were a group of friends—Emily, Sarah, Hannah, and Chloe—who had been eagerly anticipating this night for months.

They pushed their way closer to the stage, laughing and singing along to their favorite songs. The energy was infectious, and they felt invincible. Every beat of the drum, every lyric sung, seemed to electrify the air around them. With each passing moment, the crowd grew denser, and their excitement reached fever pitch.

Unbeknownst to them, just a few feet away, lay a man named Jack. Earlier in the evening, he had deliberately positioned himself in the thick of the crowd, fueled by a secret desire. Jack had a foot fetish and craved the sensation of being trampled, especially by the carefree and oblivious feet of the dancing girls. He had waited for this moment, knowing that the chaos of the concert would provide the perfect opportunity for his fantasy to come to life.  Continue reading “A Night at the Concert 4.7 (35)

Gina 4.9 (24)

Amazon girl doesn’t mind using her tremendous size to casually crush people and things under her shoes

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

As a child Gina had been bullied because of her height. It was not so bad when she was the tallest of the girls in her class but by the end of secondary school, she had become taller than the boys as well. Through university she was so conscious of her height that she hid away most of the time. This meant she worked hard, got a good degree but enjoyed very little of the social activities enjoyed by other students.

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High Heel Finger Crush 4.9 (28)

Wild high school girl doesn’t mind crushing her boyfriend’s fingers under her heels

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

It was 1965, when women’s pointy toed spike heeled shoes were at the pinnacle of their original popularity.  My trample fetish was nicely served by the young girl I dated when I was 19.   Marilyn was 17 years old and still in high school.  She was an attractive, pony tailed dishwater blond at 5ft 4in tall (1.6m) and 115-pounds (52 kg).   She became the first gal ever to step on my fingers in heels.  Marilyn even gave it to me with all of her sexy weight in 4 inch (10 cm) stilettos.  Oh the pain and the excitement of those days . . .

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Leaf Man Part 9 4.5 (8)

This entry is part 9 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part 9 of Groundview’s Leaf Man

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

The woman with the gray half-boots presses her blackened tar-stained sole more solidly on my nose and across my cheek, for a moment.

Then suddenly she plants her boot massively down on my cheek and eye, bringing up her other foot to land both of her feet on unevenly on my head.

I see stars and bright flashes of light as this unknown woman park’s her flat heels against my ear and temple. Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 9 4.5 (8)

Leaf Man Part 8 5 (3)

This entry is part 8 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part eight of Groundview’s Leaf Man

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

I quickly turn my head to the right side, away from the curb towards the wall and park trees to see Cynthia’s heavy foot is still mashing solidly on my fingers.

She shifts her body again and resumes her normal stance. Cynthia nails my right upper arm with her black high heels full foot profile crushing my fingers and spearing my arm. I then try and move my other arm that Maria and Donna Ann had played tree root with.

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Leaf Man Part 7 5 (3)

This entry is part 7 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part seven of Groundview’s Leaf Man

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

Cortney’s now-familiar heels moved up and down my back and abruptly off my body. She steps down right in front of my face and walks to the curb.

Maria then suddenly flips the shoe that is in my mouth, it catches on my jaw causing Maria to stumble backward and away from me.

“What was that” Maria cries out to Cortney. “What was What?”

Cortney glances back at Maria from the curb.

“There must be something in the pile!” Cortney answers back.

“I almost tripped and fell over… Did you see that!”

Donna Ann then says “it’s most likely a big root.”

“I’ve been standing on one the whole time we’re here.”

“Come and feel this!” Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 7 5 (3)

Leaf Man Part 6 5 (3)

This entry is part 6 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part six of Graundview’s Leaf Man series

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

With Cortney still standing on my back, crushing me down, I can’t move my body at all, without letting them know I’m below their feet. So whatever they do to me, I must hold still and take it.

But this is where I wanted to be. I’m in double heaven. I’m smelling Maria’s expensive shoe leather, a smell of old tobacco smoke, Channel Number Nine, mixed with a smell of sweet worn erotic rich leather.

Luckily my nose is still hidden, buried very close to their parked feet just under the leaf pile.

The girls stand by me I see the bones of Maria’s right tanned foot slowly radiate upward. This is a sure sign that she is about to move her black leather shoe forward once more.

Sure enough, she raises her high heel shoe off the ground.

I see daylight under her shoes grit-covered sole. Maria then thrusts up her shoe on her long thin three-and-a-half-inch heel, she then balances her body weight on her long thin heel poised very close to my face, the pointy worn sole of her shoe is now overhanging my nose.

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The anonymous janitor 4.9 (14)

Oh to be ignored by so many careless young women in stilettos . . .

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

He’d been working as a janitor for many years in the main office of a major fashion brand.  Quiet and painfully shy he’d become anonymous, if not even invisible, to his young and lovely co-workers.  Many of these girls had previously been models so tall, slim and beautiful was the norm at this place.  As the only male in the building, he did all the menial jobs which these stylish women took completely for granted.  Small and slight of build, the man went unnoticed on a daily basis by virtually every lady there.  He assumed that the well dressed fashionistas didn’t want to talk to a lowly janitor so they just pretended he didn’t exist.  In any case, this poor soul had long since resigned himself to silently accepting the daily abuse he suffered by these women who no longer even acknowledged his presence.

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