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Day 1 (morning) - Day one found Bill under the floor boards at 7am. He knew the class rooms had been set aside for various displays and information stands and delegates usually spent the first day browsing before the week started properly. He went to one of the rooms and found an enlarged hole and stuck his face in using the same technique as he’d used in the dining room. Bill just lay there and waited for the conference delegates to enter and found himself fantasising about being a worm trying to cross a busy supermarket floor without being crushed by the endless stream of women out shopping. He was brought to reality as he heard the door open and spotted one of the delegates enter the room. This woman appeared to be fortyish wearing a pin striped business suit and sporting short black hair. She was wearing the standard issue business stilettoes with a very thin heel indeed. Bill was committed to continue and now felt a bit worried as he remembered what happened last time he was stupid enough to stick his face under the feet of unknowing women. Surely it could never be as intense as that he thought to himself.
This woman was obviously setting up some kind of display and started busying herself setting up stands and literature. She walked toward him carrying a box full of what Bill guessed were flyers and promptly stepped down on his nose with her right foot and Bill felt a sickening crunch as she carried her step on without breaking her stride. Bill could feel blood running down his face again and figured he wasn’t as well recovered as he’d thought. The delegate continued to set up her display and Bill found a table set up just beyond where his face was hidden, within minutes she began placing all types of free items on the table and at this point Bill realised that his face was right in the line people would take as they walked along to browse this table.
Bill found this out as she was setting up her table, she started at the left and slowly edged her way along the table making sure everything looked right. She was standing to the right of Bills face and Bill was looking up at a fantastic view when she moved her right foot onto his face. Her heel was digging into his forehead right between his eyes and Bill was in agony. He screamed silently to himself as she started to put all of her weight onto that foot. As the pressure began to increase Bill could swear he heard his skull creaking under the weight of this woman, it had way surpassed the pressure he was used to from the students. Eventually the pressure eased as she moved on and Bill could relax a it more, he could see and hear her moving about the room getting everything ready then eventually she took a seat next to the table and started reading. As she read she kept dangling her shoe from her toes then pushing her foot back into it and Bill was becoming quite mesmerised by the whole show, he was distracted though when he heard the door open and three women entered the room.
Bill was cursing his stupidity again now as he realised this was going to be way more intense than he was used to and judging by the look af the women he’d just seen it was to be a hell of a lot more painfull too. The first in the room was a tall lady in her mid thirties. She was dressed in a cream skirt and white blouse with matching cream court shoes ending in a sharp looking three inch heel. The second was more stocky and older wearing black trousers and black top, Bill could just make out her black stillettoes under the trousers but couldn’t see how high they were. It was the third lady that made him gasp, she could only be described as fat but quite tall and carrying quite a lot of weight. Her long grey skirt finished just above her ankles and her white blouse and grey jacket were having difficulty in containing the breasts which threatened to engulf the room given half the chance. The thing that really made Bill worried was the presence of a pair of black shoes with a three inch heel that caused the floor to groan each time they hit the boards.
Bill watched as they made their way round the room and chatted then eventually they found the table full of free samples. Little did they realise that they were inches away from trampling all over poor Bills face as they filled their bags with items. The tall lady had picked up a leaflet and was reading it with the sole of her left shoe resting on Bills chin, there wasn’t that much pressure however as all her weight was on the other leg. As she reached across the table to pick something else up however, her left foot moved forward and her heel found his cheek. As she finished the movement her weight was now all on her left leg and Bill could feel the top of his jaw crack under the incredible pressure she was exerting on his face through her heel. She moved along the table and in doing so spun on her left heel and Bill could feel the skin on his cheek tear as she stepped off him. Almost instantly Bill found the stocky lady planted both feet together right in the centre of his face, her heels were biting deep into his chin and the soles were pressed into his eye protection giving him that feeling of his eyes being sucked out again. As she read a leaflet she rocked back on her heels and Bill felt his flesh tear and felt another crack on his jaw as the bone protested the treatment. She dropped back onto her soles and her right sole crushed his nose as it hit. Tears were streaming down his face now and the pain was incredible and just before he screamed she moved off and the pain eased. Suddenly Bills view was filled with the sight of the fat ladies rear as she loomed above him, one foot planted either side of his face, luckily for Bill she couldn’t place her feet together even if she wanted to. As she stood she leaned across the table for something and in doing so her right heel lifted from the floor and hovered over his right eye. Bill could see the heel was quite broad and probably measured about an inch and a half in diameter but the fact that it was now hovering about an inch over his right eye caused him some anxiety to say the least. Bill watched with sweat dripping down his face then slowly he noticed the heel getting bigger until it filled his whole line of vision and eventually rested over the safety glass of Bills goggles. Slowly and surely the pressure increased as the lady straightened up, it seemed to Bill to increase and increase with no sign of any let up and Bill felt sure her heel would eventually pierce his skull despite it’s broadness. The pain was absolute, the sucking sensation was replaced with a feeling of his eye being pulled out and set on fire. Suddenly Bill became aware of a small cracking sound and quickly shut his eyes as he realised what was happening, the lady was too heavy for the safety glass and as the pressure increased the lens in Bills safety glasses shattered under the weight and her heel suddenly impacted with his eye socket driving shards of broken glass into his eyelid. Her heel moved suddenly and Bill heard her say “funny I thought I’d just squished something there but I can’t see anything”and with that she moved on with no knowledge of the damage shed caused.
Bill had been lucky, had she left her foot there he’d have lost his eye, it was bad enough though and Bill could feel blood welling up in his eye socket. The glass had cut into his eye lid but not his eye thank god. He had to move quickly, he could hear the room filling up more and he had to clear the splinters of glass from his eye before someone else stood on his eye and blinded him. He managed to get his finger into the gap between his eye and the carpet and started to brush the glass out over his eye. As he felt about he figure he’d cleared it all when a foot landed over his mouth. He opened his good eye and saw the vision of a giantess standing over him.
He could see over the toe of her elegant sandal up the length of her leg and to her face away in the distance. He slowly removed his finger from his eye and lay in awe. She was the perfect specimen of womanhood. Her long blonde hair flowed down the sides of her face setting off those huge blue eyes and perfect features. She started talking to the delegate running the display and stepped back slightly and her sole found his cheek just below his damaged eye. As she listened to the delegate she kept raising up on her toes and Bill instantly found out where he’d been brushing the splinters of glass as they started piercing his cheek as each time she raised up onto her toes. This was incredibly painfull but Bill was hypnotised by her beauty. The delegate passed her something and she moved her foot slightly and her heel was now cutting into his lower lip and the sole was now firmly over his damaged eye pressing down on his lacerated eyelids. Again she started raising up onto her toes and dropping onto her heels but this time continued the movement by raising up on her heels the dropping onto her soles. Bill was in hell, each time she raised up onto her toes he could feel the galss round his cheeks slicing through flesh and eachtime she crashed down onto her heels he felt another part of his lip split open and as she rocked back on her heels he could feel her heel tips biting deeply into his gums and lower teeth. As she dropped onto her soles she ground the glass into smaller pieces and the process would start again. Bill was in so much pain he wet himself just to add to his discomfort yet despite this was turned on by it all. The torture continued for about five minutes before the goddess finally moved her foot to reach for something on the table. As she settled down her heel was now directly over his damaged eye only this time there wa no protection for Bill. The only thing that seperated Bill’s eye from the underside of her heel was about three millimeters of carpet that was not the most rigid you could buy. The pressure was absolutely incredible and when she raised her other foot to adjust the strap of her sandal it doubled and Bill felt his eyeball start to cave in. Bill knew he should scream but the thought of being caught was actually worse than loosing his eye. The pressure only lasted a few seconds then she raised her foot to adjust the strap on the other sandal and replaced her foot. This time her heel found the bridge of his nose an it shattered instantly under the pressure. Bill could feel blood again streaming into his mouth and cried silently. For a further three minutes Bill endured the most intense trampling he'd ever experienced, the students could be heavy but they could never be as solid as fully grown women. The intensity was multiplied for Bill as none of the women actually had a reason to believe there was anything under their feet other than carpet and flooring. The blonde goddess eventually moved on and was replaced by another woman wearing heels, Bill was now convinced no one wore flat shoes anymore.Bill could no longer see his tormentors as the blood in his eyes had hardened and made it impossible for him to see clearly. This woman was heavy as well and had a heel planted on his forhead for a few minutes before moving off then Bill felt a foot land on his mouth and a tooth snapped under the pressure. This foot then twisted and the inside of his top lip was ripped open as it was crushed against the jagged stump where a tooth had been before. The pain never relented and for the next forty five minutes Bill endured the most brutal trampling anyone would ever have and not one of these well to do women actually realised they were grinding flesh, snapping teeth cracking bone and crushng broken glass into someones face while they laughed and chatted above him. After a while the signal for dinner was heared and Bill was able to extract himself from the hole and replace the wood. He was in a mess and his face was a mask of blood but he was determined to go through with everything he had planned despite the risk as he’d always ask himself “what if?” if he didn’t. He quickly got himself ready and cleaned himself up and returned to the floorboards for the afternoon session.
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