Jim was staring outside the window. Further away in the garden, there were some building materials covered by a thin but very durable plastic sheet, meant to protect anything under it from rain. There were some bags of sand in a row, 7 or 8 of them, and the same amount of upside down buckets next to them. "This looks like a bunch of dead people covered by a sheet from here, weird", he was thinking. The buckets had a round bottom and they were kinda small, like heads, and the bags of sand were about the side of a human body. The center on the bottom of the bucket even had a small "spike", as it was meant to be buried into the ground...he didn't know but these weren't buckets but concrete building material to create a small hole on an otherwise even surface to plant flowers into. The spikes were used to weld the thing in place inside the ground...but Jim couldn't care less, he was thinking about something else entirely...how they looked like noses on the heads. Jim always had a thing for being stepped on by girls but never had a chance to do it in real life. He especially liked Ester from his class and she was right here in his house! His little sister invited her over along with a bunch of her friends and he overheard them talking about playing hide and seek.
An idea started to appear in his head. "If I were to lay down next to those bags of sand, pretending my head is one of those buckets, no one could see me under the sheet. If only I could do that and get Ester to step on me...wait a minute, the girls always stand on that sheet after they were found and they are going to play hide and seek right now!".
Jim had no time to lose and immediately went outside. "But what if someone else steps on me? I'm not interested in those kids." he thought. Jim was 17 but not particularly smart, same age as Ester, but the other girls playing were quite a bit younger. "It doesn't matter, they are too light, I won't feel a thing. I remember seeing them play so many times and they were just a bunch of little girls.". Yes, he definitely wasn't the smartest guy around, not realizing that was a memory from 3 years ago and from that distance, anyone looks small. "I can't hesitate now, they'll arrive any moment", he thought and laid down under the sheet. He did put on his father's welding glasses that were on the table near the materials...he was dumb but not dumb enough to be unaware of the risk of someone stepping on his eye. "I have to be facing up to look like one of those buckets that have a nose", he thought and did exactly that.
It wasn't even a minute when he already heard voices, someone was counting down and everyone went to hide. He couldn't see well through the sheet, only some blurry outlines but thanks to that no one could see him under the sheet either, especially as the sheets were quite reflective and it was a bright day. While waiting, Jim started to think about Ester and imagined her stepping on him. She was 18, only a few months older than Jim and had medium length brown, curly hair and green eyes. "I wonder what shoes is she wearing today? Where will she stand on me?", he got turned on and as no one was nearby, he decided to risk moving a little...he took his "rod" out of his pants and hoped Ester will step there.
Soon enough the first girl was found and started walking towards the sheet. She was Alice, the youngest girl playing, only 13. She had short blonde hair up in twintails, blue eyes and flat leather mary janes shoes. Alice didn't like playing hide and seek much, and not known to Jim, she liked standing on things. She had the habit of hiding at easy places to get found first then stood on whatever random junk she could find, balancing on it for fun, and she especially liked all the junk in Jim's garden.
As she got near Jim, her shadow was cast on Jim's body. He was bracing himself for an impact down there and at first, failed to understand understand what happened, as he felt a crushing pain on his mouth. Alice saw the round "buckets" and immediately went to stand on the nearest, pushing her foot down onto Jim's mouth, lifing her other foot high up and trying to keep her balance. Jim's lips hurt a lot under Alice's shoes. The leather sole had no treads but it had a good grip so Alice was standing firm in place on that foot. After a few seconds, Jim realized what's happening as he saw the blurry outline of Alice from below. The sheet of plastic was very thin and didn't cushion anything at all. Jim eventually realized. "No way, is this Alice? But she is way younger than everyone else, this can't possibly hurt that much!". Little did he know Alice wasn't 10 anymore and people's weight don't change all that much above the age of 13, Alice already weighted 38 kgs while Ester, the girl he wanted to get crushed by was 52, a mere 14kgs heavier. Jim felt very humiliated, not only because he was stood on by a little girl he though is at most 10 years old but because his fetish came from wanting to feel powerful enough to withstand any pain. An... unusual way to become a masochist you could say and this made him feel even more terrified and humiliated as there was some serious pain under Alice's soles. "How long is she going to stand there?", he kept thinking. Meanwhile Alice had a lot of fun and so far stood almost still. "Easy!" she thought. Only after crushing Jim's mouth standing still for a minute, did she start to wobble a little, her sole slowly slipping forward on Jim's lips, giving him a completely new sensation of pain. Eventually her slipping accelerated but the heel caught the side of Jim's lips...just a regular flat heel, a mere 5 mms thick and very wide but that was still enough height difference above the sole to get caught and dig deep into his lips as most of her weight was now on this well worn edge. This was quite painful for him on that tiny area and he wanted to scream from the pain, especially as Alice was wobbling around quite a lot now, the weight shifting constantly from left to right and back...which was Jim's chin and upper lip to be precise. Jim kept thinking "Please, Alice, stop doing that" as he couldn't speak with his mouth being stood on but it had no effect. Eventually, several painful minutes later Alice lost her balance completely and her other foot slammed down hard onto his forehead. It was slightly painful but compared to the previous torture, it was nothing and Jim regained his self confidence as the weight was gone from his mouth, Alice's foot merely staying there with almost no weight coming down at all. "See? This is how strong I am, I barely feel anything at all!". He couldn't see a thing but heard some girls talking and realized almost everyone was found already and they were standing on nearby bags of sand, not his body. Alice lifted her foot from his mouth and stepped down on his chest, turning and walking down his body. She stepped over his private parts. Another girl he couldn't recognize stepped there immediately after in sneakers. His wand was pressed deep into his crotch but it wasn't particularly painful. She lowered her other foot, stood there for a few seconds then moved to the next sandbag - it was Pamela, who had black, shoulder length hair and blue eyes.
Soon enough Alice stepped up onto his chest and started counting down, and everyone went to hide for round 2. She stood there slowly counting down for about 2 minutes, her weight pressing into Jim's chest relentlessly. Jim felt proud of himself as this was barely painful, but he had to hold his breath as Alice could have felt his chest moving otherwise. Alice finally stepped off and went away to find everyone, and Jim took a deep breath immediately.
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