written by Anonymous author
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Tired and worn out from my hard-working day, I dragged myself up the four floors to my apartment. When I rounded the last ledge, I saw a cardboard box unknown to me outside my door. Curious as I am, I eased the cardboard lid when I heard something like flip-flops coming thundering towards me. Before I could turn my eyes to what was approaching, lightning struck me. I got a hard blow over my head, so I sank down on my hands and knees. The world spun a couple of times while I sank half unconscious.
As if out of nowhere, the whole globe fell on me. My body was mercilessly pressed down against the hard surface of the imitation marble stone ledge. I felt myself being pushed down hard and mercilessly by a crushing weight.
Whatever it was, the pressure increased to something completely unbearable. While the weight smashed me down to the floor, it was as if it consisted of something relatively flat and soft, which did not spare my suffering one bit. Moments later, I was pressed together by a similarly deadly weight. All the air was mercilessly knocked out of my lungs by the force that pushed me down against the ledge. My poor back was about to explode in pain. I felt my body protest under enormous pressure on both sides of my spine. It felt like my back was going to be crushed and like all the ribs were going to break. Desperately I tried to suck in some air, but my muscles couldn’t overcome the massive weight. At that moment, I understood how an animal caught by a Boa constrictor snake felt in the last moments of its life. The pain was enormous while I struggled to get the slightest bit of oxygen.
“Look Kryttyaai what I found with his hands in your shoebox,” I heard a voice.
From the empty neighboring apartment, an angel peeked out. She was black as ebony and very feminine in her body shapes in a well-trained, carefully chiseled way. She had a very cute face with dazzling white teeth in the middle of the ebony black. She looks a bit like a young N Campbell.
“Oh, a little shoe-loving boy, where did you find him, did you say?”
“He was looking through your box of flip-flops and sandals.
“I’m sorry, but why are you standing right up on top of him, aunt?”
During their conversation, I almost fainted from lack of oxygen and terrible pain. Things were not helped by the fact that all the weight was concentrated on the shoulder blades, which threatened to be crushed under the massive weight. The huge weight made me unable to breathe, which is why I really fainted from the effort to survive.
When I regained consciousness, the hugest woman I had seen in a long time was staring down at me where I lay gasping for air. She was probably over one hundred and eighty-five centimeters tall and weighed no less than one hundred eighty kilograms. Her body swelled with muscle, which didn’t exactly reduce her enormous weight. I understood that it was she who had crushed me under her weight.
“What did you do in Kryttyaai’s shoebox?” she asked sternly.
As I said, I understood that it was the giant amazon woman who pushed me down on the ledge and stood on my poor injured body. I was in such intense pain from the massive weight that I couldn’t let go of more than a few tormented moans. My body hurt in four different places, probably where she had squeezed me together under her unimaginable weight. Every muscle fiber protested. My breath was stinging, so probably the ribs had received more weight than they could bear. Twelve small points scorched like fire. I understood that it was the small rubber pads under the y shaped straps that held the flip-flops in place on her giant feet.
“Answer,” the monster woman growled threateningly.
I couldn’t answer her now either. The Amazon woman menacingly lifted one of the giant feet and dropped it on my flattened and terribly suffering breast. Just the weight of her legs was enough for me to scream out my pain. To squeeze the answer out of me, she started leaning over me. I couldn’t breathe and sank closer to unconsciousness again. The Amazon woman then took a step over me, and I lost consciousness again.
It took quite a while before I became aware of the world around me again. My body hurt terribly. Every breath ached and I thought my back was broken as much as it did. Half unconscious, I crawled into myself where I collapsed in an unconscious heap on the hall floor.
I don’t know how long I was unconscious before I came to consciousness because I got cold water over me. I looked up and saw two angelic creatures. Both were as black as the one I had seen looking out from the neighboring apartment. I thought I was in heaven, but would you really be in so much pain then? I don’t know. That pain was just a breath of hell against what I was going to experience.
“What did you do in my box of sandals and flip-flops?” one of the angels asked in a voice that was anything but angelic.
“Nothing,” I moaned painfully.
“You know, Aunt found that figure with his fingers in my cardboard box of sandals and flip-flops he was trying to steal. I found her standing on top of his pitiful body. He looked like an insect about to be crushed under her flip-flops. He looked like he was suffering, which is completely understandable.”
“Is that why he’s in so much pain?”
“Yes, she was standing on him when I looked out.”
“And he’s still alive, he must be a tough guy.”
One of the angelic beings looked at me viciously before lifting a foot she placed on my injured chest. Even though she had one of the flip-flops I glimpsed in the drawer on her feet, it hurt terribly.
“Well, an answer please.”
I couldn’t get an answer, which was punished. The angelic creature only lifted her other foot so that her entire weight pressed on the injured ribs, already screaming in pain. With a mean look in her eyes, she stood on me. Her flip-flops sank deep down while the pain was completely unbearable. My eyes stood straight out in pain. Inside the pain curtains, I saw that it was a wonderfully beautiful girl who was tormenting life out of me. She was maybe a hundred and sixty centimeters tall and thin, so she probably weighed no more than fifty-five kilos, which I would normally just enjoy lying under. Especially with the thin, soft and flat flip-flops on her sexy feet. She had a body that was well worth dying for, which I could very well do under her flip-flops. Anyway, I fainted again.
A few minutes later, I regained consciousness where I lay and was tormented. For some strange reason, I was without clothes. My gaze slid over my body, which showed a series of bruises and small wounds. The most fascinating thing was all the traces of the soles of some flip-flops that still showed on my skin. The biggest and most painful came from when the giant woman took a step over me. It apparently broke a couple of ribs, which hurt with every breath. Where the less painful prints came from, I had no idea, but I assumed that it was one, or both, of the angelic beings who had been enjoying themselves at my expense while I was unconscious. During severe torment, I staggered up, then I got the shock of the world. My whole back was blazing with blue-purple marks after the gigantic woman had squeezed me under her terrible weight. Half dead, I dragged myself to the bed where I sank into a suffering pile.