This choice: New approach to the story • Go Back...Chapter #4NIght of The Living Dummy (back door edition) by: TrampleFantasy   If you grew up in a small little town or suburb like myself, you have to be familiar with the concept of Halloween. A lot of people have this vision of the holiday that it is only for small children dressed in costumes. However when I grew up and went to college my freshman year, I found out that Halloween is often celebrated at the college and dorms among fraternities and sororities. The girls dress up in these absolutely sexy costumes such as witches, dominatrix's, nurses, police officers, etc. I always found girls in costumes sexy, but I found one thing about these even sexier.
I've always have had a foot/shoe fetish involving women. It all depends on what the girl's feet look and feel like. Personally I love them when girls have them clean, sexy, pedicured, etc. I also love women that wear sexy pairs of heels, boots, sneakers, etc. And there is one other thing you need to know, I love the feeling of having a woman trample me. Your thinking that sounds so crazy and painful right? Well for me it is pure euphoria to feel her weight press down onto my flesh and to look up at her and knowing you are at her mercy.
Well this year after talking to a few people I have meant in college I learned our Fraternity is going to have a party gathering, including later that night, a masked ball. The idea was exciting to begin with and a friend of mine even knew how to make it more exciting. Joe and I went to high school together and always partied a lot with each other. We both got accepted to the same school which was good to know I would have a friend with me at a place where I would not really know anyone. Anyways, me & Joe worked up through pledges and initiations and got ourselves inducted into the fraternity. Now I did a lot of favors for Joe and he came up with a brilliant idea to pay me back. Knowing I loved to get trampled, when he set up the decorations and design for Halloween he laid out bodies that were made of manikins or just wood. These 'Bodies' were covered with clothes such as jeans or flannels, or costumes, and had various rubber or ski masks on them. Joe offered me the spot as one of the bodies, and I of course would never turn down that offer!
Let me give you a brief layout of the house. It was your average frat house dormitory with wood siding and it was about two stories. There were two ways to get in, a back entrance into the house and there is also a front entrance. There were five bodies on both sides of the house in front of the stairways to get to the door. Joe set this up that women sorority would come through the back entrance and the fraternity would come through the back entrance. So before we opened up the house to visitors I dressed myself in costume and got myself into position which was being in the middle of the bodies before the steps of the sorority entrance with me lying on my back. Joe would be serving drinks inside the house, so I would be on my own. I know this was dangerous and maybe fatal, but it was always a fantasy of mine and this was probably the only chance in my life I would be able to fulfill this. My head was facing sideways so my nose wouldn't be broken but besides that I had no protection except the costume and mask I was wearing. While I waited for people to show up I started thinking about how this could go wrong. What if nobody came, what if only little kids stopped by, I would feel like a pedophile. What if I am found out, I don't want to be known as the foot freak on campus. My head was filled of what ifs'
After awhile looking out at the porch, my mind started to settle down. I wouldn't be found out'these bodies looked awesomely realistic, and the lighting was dark (backlights and one orange bulb). This house always attracted cuties, so I shouldn't have a problem there. The guest couldn't step around the bodies because they were so densely packed, so our guest would have to walk right on the bodies to reach the porch. Considering all the variables and being less worried my anxiety turned into excitement.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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