Jack’s eyes bugged behind the dark glasses he wore when he saw who came in with Ms. Jill Frasier. It was Helen McNeal, late 40s, going slightly gray and wife of Jack’s part time boss at the supermarket. She was kind of a big person in the neighborhood, and like Jill Ms. Helen was really hot for her age. The kind who you could tell took really good care of herself, short greying hair with not a strand out of place and her body still trim and shapely.
Jack was already having all sorts of ideas how the night would go if he was lucky and got away with playing off as a life-size sex doll. Just what did the women have in mind to do with the doll tonight? He had to keep from squirming in anticipation.
The first thing Helen did was exclaim about the doll once she noticed it. She went to sit next to it, her eyes filled with amazement. “It seems so real!” she exclaimed, groping at the arms and thighs. Jack stifled a choked groan at her nails digging into his flesh. He could already feel his excitement rising as he realized he really had them fooled.
“Thank you Helen, I do insist on quality at my parties, and this doll is my main attraction,” Jill said with a breezy laugh as she went and sat on the other side of the doll. She too began to feel up the doll, squeezing and pressing into different spots. As Jake felt both women's hands on his body, he had to hide a smile of delight. Oh yasss, looked like he was i n for some fun after all, he thought.
“You know what, I’ve got a hell of an idea,” Helen said suddenly as she jumped up on her feet. “Let’s have the doll outside the door as a welcome mat for the guests to stand on with a sign that says ‘no guys allowed to the party’. Just to set the tone of a fun night and get the girls going.”
Jill frowned doubtfully. “I'm not sure...wouldn't it damage the doll? I mean with everyone trampling on it with their shoes and everything."
"Not at all! You see how durable it seems and obviously made of superior material. It would take a lot to wreck something like this. Here, let's try something."
And then she pulled the doll to the floor to lie on its back. Jack was staring up half in horror and disbelief at what Helen intended to do. She had to be weighing at least 120, and as she made to step on him he could only imagine how that was going to feel.
Jack soon found out. Without a moment's hesitation Helen rested on foot on him and then the other and stood right on his stomach. She felt heavy and Jack wasn't used to having such weight standing right on his stomach so it was all he could do to keep from crying out. To make things worse the heels of her sensible looking pumps were digging holes into his poor stomach. This was definitely not a good idea, screamed Jack in his head.
"See? It can withstand a lot. Come on, give it a try," Helen urged Jill.
Jill still seemed indecisive. It just seemed kind of mean to have to stand on the thing even if it was just a doll. "No, maybe I shouldn't. I mean have you seen these heels? They'll go straight through it," she said, indicating her sexy 4-inch heels.
"I insist," Helen said firmly grabbing Jill and pulling her to the prone doll. "What's the use of paying loads for some doll if we can't do absolutely anything we want with it? Go on, trample it. It certainly won't feel a thing."
"Well..ok," Said Jill as she let Helen help her balance herself on Jack's stomach. Jill grabbed hold of Helen's arms as she stepped on the doll, and as she had problems staying stable her pointed heels were really digging deep. Jack was having a big problem with this as well as trying to keep playing the lifeless doll when actually it was killing him. Jill weighed a bit more than Helen had so Jack felt every movement of her weight as she experimentally trampled on him.
"Hmm, it's actually not so bad," Jill said, gaining confidence by the second as she stood for a bit and once she felt balanced enough, did a little walk around on his stomach and chest. It was quite painful, having those killer heels didg deep and Jack could see she seemed to be enjoying herself.
After about 30 seconds of this excruciating exercise Jack felt her calmly step off onto the floor. Then she turned around and stepped on again, as if for good measure. She then looked down at the doll, perhaps to make sure it wasn't badly damaged or anything. Deep inside Jack was dying and fully intended to escape the first chance she got.
"I told you!" Helen said with glee, and finally Jill got off again looking excited.
"The girls will love this! Come on, let's get the doll outside and place it right at the front door."
Jack told himself that the moment they let him outside he was gone. The two women managed to lift him up between them and carried him out of the house to position him just before the front door and spread him on his back along it just like a door mat.
"It'll be the first thing they see when they come up," Jill said with satisfaction. "I hope it gets as much trample action as possible. Come on Helen let's get the party started by having a few drinks while we wait for the rest of the girls to arrive."
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