Under Janet again 10 min read

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 . . .

“Wow, we were really quick huh? You already know much!” “I didn’t actually get it in class. You probably teach it so well!” She smiles and looks away. Suddenly, she gets a bit more serious face. “Ok, now that we are done with school stuff and your mom comes home in an hour, I need to ask you something.” I start to get excited. “You remember last week when I visited you? What were you doing while I was talking to your mother?” I am shocked. What do I answer? Omg, did she see it? How did she? I thought I was in the clear. I start to shake and sweat. She takes my hand and says “Don’t worry, you don’t need to answer. I know what you did and it’s completely normal. Everybody has their own preferences!” I am relieved. She is so nice about it. “Can you please not tell my mom or anybody? I have been trying to keep it a secret…” “I totally get you, don’t worry.”

We both share a moment of silence. I start to think about the situation. The only person knowing I have this “preference” is the person I am attracted to through this preference. What if, I tested it with her? “Would you walk over me?” She looks at me in a strange way. “What? Why? I thought you liked shoes and maybe feet?” “Yeah, but I also like to have someone tower over me, while I lay on the ground.” She suddenly seems to understand. “Oh, ok. Sure thing.” I get really excited. I immediately get flat on my back. She stands up and stands in front of me.

“Should I do it with or without shoes?” I get even more excited. But I think shoes might be to hard to handle for me. So I tell her to first do it in socks. “Alright here we go!” She starts to slowly walks toward me. Her left foot is in between my legs. She raises her right foot and hover over my groin, then stomach, chest and finally face. There she stops. I get excited. She already is going for my face? How awesome. Her big wet sole intimidates me. She then continues to move her foot over my face and lands it behind me, not actually stepping on me.

“Puh, how dit it feel?” I am confused. “You didn’t do it. I thought you’d walk over me. But like, step on me.” “Whaat? Step on you? Are you crazy? I would totally crush you! I don’t think your body would be able to handle me.” “But that’s the point. To trample me!” “I am not going to trample you?!” “Pleasse do it! I really would like you to do it. I was so excited and I really wanna know how it feels!” She looks at me and starts to think. “I think I have to leave now!” As she tries to walk towards the door to put on her shoes, I block her by laying in front of her. “Stop it” I continue to annoy her. As she tries to put on her shoes, I put my hand into her shoe, so she’s not able to put them on. “Alright listen, I’ll… think about it”

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It’s next Wednesday. The door rings and I open the door. It’s Janet. She seems very pleased. After she takes off her shoes, we go to the kitchen table and do my homework as usual. We complete them in like two hours. She explains the things very well and I get them instantly.

At the end I pack my things. We then sit in silence. She looks at me and I look at her, waiting for the answer. “I have thought about it you are probably waiting for an answer.” I nod. She stands up and goes to the kitchen. There she takes a watermelon out of the fridge and comes back. She places the watermelon on the ground.

“Alright, stand up and slowly try to stand on the watermelon.” I do as she tells me. The melon feels very hard under my foot. But it doesn’t even crack. “Okay, stand back.” She Put her big foot on the watermelon. She slowly increases the pressure on it. I put my face down on the ground. I clearly see how the watermelon gives in more and more. She slowly shifts more of her weight on it until suddenly *pop*: her foot completely crushes the melon. It completely bursts under her giant foot.

“You see what 170 pounds do to a melon. And I wasn’t even completely standing on it.” She continues to slowly walk over the watermelon, like a tank crushing a car, flattening the bits that were under her foot. Her grey sock is completely drenched in the water. “You know how watermelons are used instead of heads in experiments?” I nod with a shocked expression. “You still want to trampled by me? Your little body might not withstand me!”

This demonstration had two effect on me. On one hand, I was now totally scared by Janet and her giant foot. On the other hand, I was even more aroused by this and wanted her to stomp me even more. “Yes, I’d really like to try it.” She shrugs her shoulders. “Okay, but we will go step by step. I still don’t want to risk crushing your little face” She continues to grind the watermelon and its red part. She then goes to the bathroom to clean her feet.

We agree to go to my room so that I can lay on the bed. I wouldn’t have a chance on the hard floor. As I lie down facing up, she steps on the bed. It starts to squeak. She is now standing with one foot at each side of my torso. She looks so big from the down here. She smiles at me and says “Alright, this time for real!”

She raises her big foot onto my stomach. “Now you have to tighten your stomach.” I do as she tells me. She then starts to slowly increase her weight. It already starts to hurt even though she still doesn’t stand with her full weight. She suddenly raises her other foot and places it on my chest, now completely standing on my torso.

My whole body is now pushed into the bed. I am barely able to breathe. My belly muscles have already given up and she is standing on my organs. “You have to tap out when it’s too much” I nod. I don’t want to tap out because I enjoyed her standing on me. The idea that her giant body and big feet are squishing me into the bed makes me feel really good and almost numbs the pain.

She moves her foot and know stand completely on my chest. All the air is pushed out of my lungs. It feels like a car just stopped on my chest. She raises one foot and hovers it over my face. Will she actually step on my face? She places it on my face and start rubbing her foot over it. The smell was wonderful. Her soft and warm sole felt really nice. With a smile on her face she says “I start enjoying this!”

She turns my head with her foot and starts to apply pressure on my face. My heard keeps going deep into the mattress. She puts more and more of her weight on my head, until she raises her other foot, completely standing on my head. It is frightening how her soft soles are so devastating. It’s really painful and arousing at the same time. She gets of my face. “Everything good down there? For a second, I thought I might crush your little head with my feet.”

Janet jumps of the bed and says “Get on the floor!” I do as she tells me. I hear loud foot steps coming back towards me. As she comes into the room, I see her in her big white converse shoes. “Wanna try it out with these?” I was so excited! I make myself comfortable on the hard floor. On one hand I wanted her to do it. But on the other, I am not sure if I could handle her against the hard floor. There is a rug, but it isn’t a thick one.

As I expect her to get on my belly or chest first like before, she starts climbing up the bed. “Alright, so don’t move. I am not that good at this!” Is she going to JUMP? I start sweating and trembling. I am lying right beside the bed. From down here she seems even more massive then before. Out of fear, I turn my head away from her to the side. “Are you ready?” I show thumbs up. I start panicking. Should I abandon?

After a second of thinking, I hear her make the jump. In her airtime, everything felt like in slow-motion. I was thinking about all the decisions leading up to this. Am I going to die now? Suddenly *BAAM* She comes crashing down right in front of my nose. I felt the big vibration through the floor. All the air was pushed into my face. She starts twisting her feet, turning towards me and then tapping my head with one foot. “Hahahaha, did you really think I’d jump on you? You think I am crazy? That would’ve killed you instantly. I would’ve had mashed brain all over my shoe!” I breathe in relief.

“Nah, let’s just do the usual” She goes around, standing right in front of my groin. She takes a big step forward onto my torso. But instead of my belly or my chest, she steps on the area right between it, where the first ribs begin. It’s probably the most vulnerable place for the rib bones. She fully commits to her step, standing on my last to right ribs with all of her weight.

Suddenly, I hear a *crack* *thud*. My ribs gave up immediately. Her weight obviously couldn’t move on another foot, so she crashes down with my ribs under her shoe onto my organs. I start screaming and looking down. It looks like she completely squished my belly with the ribs underneath. The sharpest pain I have ever felt starts to develop. She starts to scream to and steps of me. “Ohh my god I am so sorry! We need to get you into a hospital. That did not feel good under my foot. I felt your rib through my shoe!”

I immediately get into her car and she drives me to the hospital. When they ask what it was, we told them a big wardrobe fell onto me while trying to move it. They bought the story. After that, Janet felt really bad and obviously didn’t do any trampling sessions with me. But as a sorry, I got to sniff and make out with her feet and shoes every time she came over for studying. So I guess there was a win there.