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Under Janet 5 (19)

Amazon woman includes trampling with her school lessons

written by Yoboi435
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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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Tina, how it started. 5 (9)

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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 (48)

Amazon girl steps on her brother and his friend

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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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Unaware underfoot 4.5 (21)

Crazy (but true) story of trampling during a vacation

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This is a real experience of mine from vacation last year. I tried my best to document detail as much as possible..it was a unique setup and I’ve no idea how it all played out so well. Anyway enjoy

As I traveled back home, I was excited to see my old friends again…I had been waiting all year to travel back down south..you see I take vacation once a year to go see family and friends and one friend in particular is Anna! Anna is my best friends wife’s sister ( wow that’s a mouthful) whom was widowed at 25, she has given me some of the best unaware trampling experiences I’ve ever had..I never expected how things would turn out.
Anna is, I guess you could say just extremely unaware of her surroundings..she is either oblivious or just literally does not care!
Before I left I had built two boxes, one that I could put my head in kind of like a floor with my face in the middle and the other I could lay in which was built the same basically!

I planned on using(we’ll call it the head box for sake of argument and the other the body box) the head box and if I could get away with it I’d try to do the other.

Anna always likes to come outside at night and sit on the tailgate and talk toe her friends on the phone while she smokes. She usually has a hard time getting up there so I quote unquote made her a step to get up.
Anyway, I met up with them all and was gonna be staying with them all week, unfortunately my best friend had got called out of town for work and his wife was visiting there grandparents so I was left alone with his cousin Jessie and Anna, I mean it’s crazy I literally couldn’t make this up!

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The new pair of stilettos 4.7 (28)

trample from the woman’s perspective

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A real life story as told by my wife.

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I ask you if you like my new heels. They look sooo sexy in black patent leather. The contrasting red soles, have this deep red color almost like blood.

Looking at the tip of the heel. It is indeed very narrow. Can’t be more than 5 mm in diameter. They say the thinness of the tip is a signature feature.

The stilettos are 120 mm high, and will pierce through the palm of your hand like nothing. That’s what makes this shoe so sexy, and elegant. They are the Louboutin, So Kate’s.

I can assure you that you and this extremely narrow heel will be acquainted soon enough. I’m not sure you will love the signature feature as much as me. This is going to hurt!

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A Night at the Concert 4.7 (36)

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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 (36)“

My First Experience 4.8 (71)

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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University Life Part 30 4.7 (23)

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In the kitchen the girls smirked at me when I walked in. “Fancy some salad?”, Erin asked. “No I’m good thanks”, I replied. “Where the hell did you put the mouthwash?” “It’s hidden”, Riah said, and they both laughed. “Why don’t you want any food?” said Erin again. “I’ve lost my appetite”, I replied. “What’s the problem, you lick ass all the time”. “Yeah I know” I replied “but it’s different when you’ve just, you know, gone”. “Come on, was it really that much worse”, said Riah. “No I suppose it wasn’t”, I admitted. “Well you’re going to need to man up”, said Erin “cause I’ve never felt fresher. If you want to keep getting under my stinky feet you’re going to need to keep cleaning my stinky ass”. This caused the two of them to burst out laughing again. “Fine I replied, just don’t tell anyone about it”. “Eh… when you say don’t tell anyone you mean other than the rest of the girls right”, said Riah and again they exploded in laughter. “Seriously you already told them?” “Are you kidding, it was Leanne’s idea”, laughed Erin.

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University Life Part 28 4.6 (13)

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After about 10 minutes, I was able to sit up. Every part of me was still in agony. “So how was that for you?” Erin asked, laughing. “Brutal”, I replied. Erin got up to go and get us another beer. “What about for you guys?” Riah looked at me seriously and said, “yeah it’s fun with heels, I mean, I can see instant results, it’s cool seeing all the dents and marks the heels leave everywhere but in my head I was constantly trying to keep myself under control”. Erin was coming back in now and handed us beers. “What do you think babes, do you prefer using heels?” Riah asked. “To stomp?” She replied. “Honestly, no, it’s like bad sex its all over too quickly, I was just getting going and it’s done already.” “Yeah exactly, I mean at the end of the day I want to hurt you but I don’t want to really hurt you. Standing on your face, I was fighting the urge to start stomping and jumping. I’m way too scared to do that with these on”, she said waggling her heels. “To be honest, with heels on, it’s too easy. Just our weight combined with the stilettos is more than enough for you, especially on your head. Barefoot or trainers or my Uggs I have to put in the effort, I love that feeling of really having to work to get you to submit. I don’t know it just feels more competitive.” “Like he’s got a fighting chance”, Erin joked. “Yeah exactly. Heel’s just feel lazy haha.” “Need to try the platform boots next time”, I suggested. “Yeah that sounds like a plan”, Riah replied. “I haven’t worn those boots for about a year”.

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University Life Part 27 4.6 (13)

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Riah pointed at the floor and I got off the sofa onto my knees in front of her. I put my hand on the floor and said, “Can you grind my hand under your heels?” “I’m going to grind more than just your fucking hand under my heels for the ass comment a minute ago.” Riah put the platform sole of her sandal on my hand and stepped on bringing her other foot onto my fingers and started grinding back and fore. I could feel the bones in my hand grinding under her weight. I leaned forward and passionately kissed Riah’s toes. She started marching on my fingers and I was mesmerised watching her feet flexing in her shoes as she ground my hand flat. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Erin step forward and felt my other hand crush under her weight. Occasionally I would feel a heel digging into my hand but for the first few minutes my hands were mainly ground under the soles.

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