valkari67
05-12-2006, 5:41 PM
I am back…. Another original story by… Valkari67.… I want to thank everybody that have read and enjoyed my stories. It’s been 4 years since I wrote my last story. I didn’t think anybody would like them. So I stopped!…. But I found this super Forum, and read some of the comments you mentioned about my past stories, and was blown away!
I hope you like this one….
Monica, was 22years old, 4 foot 11. Very skinny, and very pretty. Her friends were jealous of her beauty, and she knew this. She was a stuck-up Miss Priss complete with the Boob Job. She loved to wear high heels and bullet bra's. Her Blond Hair was down to her ass. And today she dressed to kill and her way to a dance club.
Suddenly she ran out of gas... Dam, she muttered! Got out, slammed the door. Then realized she locked her Keys in the car. Screwed big time, she headed down the street to get some help. Two Blocks down, she came across a NIGHT CLUB. It looked really fancy. The name on the marquee was THE BIG CRUSH! The place was huge. All lit up like Vegas. The line for admittance went around the corner. As she got closer she noticed it was all fat people. Big Fat Girls dressed up standing in line. No Men, Just big fat women. This struck her as very odd, what kind of of place was this she thought. Not caring, she went up to the fat Girl at the door, and asked to use the phone to call Triple A. The Fat Girl said, no prob, it’s inside around the corner, next to the ladies room.
Monica walked inside, the place was huge! Fat Girls everywhere, a vast sea of Blubber! As she walked thru the Dark Club, she felt like a Pinball, bouncing off of all these Fat Women. Excuse Me, Pardon Me! Sorry, trying to get thru, she kept repeating as polite as possible. The Music was too Loud, and nobody heard her. She finally reached the Phone, and realized she didn’t have her purse with her. Pissed at herself, lost in thought of what to do next. A group of Fat Girls were going into the Rest Room. Not Seeing Monica in the way, they herded her into bathroom with them. “Hey what the f**k! Watch it.” Monica yelled. They didn’t hear her, or see Her. One Fat Girl who was about 250 pounds wearing a Tight Dress and Platform shoes stepped right on Monica’s foot. Monica screamed, and was knocked to the floor. The Girl then stepped on Monica’s Hand. In pain, Monica got up, and tried to get out their way. The music was too Loud, and the place was so Dark, nobody could see her. She felt like a Midget among Amazons. More Girls came into the bathroom. Not to get crushed, she found a chair in the lounge area, and sat down. Nursing Her sore hand, and foot. Tired and Frustrated, she leaned back, to catch her breath.
It was too Late, Monica looked up and saw the big ass descending down on her. She screamed. Like a bomb, the Fat Girl sat on Monica. Her screams died out when the girls ass filled the chair. She was beautiful. 323 pounds pressing down. Big Bouncing Tits wrapped in a tight black dress Her name was GLORIA. She sat back in the lounge chain relaxing while her lesbian friend, Stephanie put her Makeup on.
Gloria, lit up a smoke, and was amazed how this place could afford heated lounge chairs! Poor Monica, crushed flat, was gasping for air. She couldn’t believe what just happened.
Gloria pick up a Magazine. 10 Minutes ticked by. Gloria’s friend came up and Kissed her. Stephanie, your Heel Strap came loose, Gloria said. Gloria got up from the chain and Stephanie placed her huge leg up on the chain to fasten the strap. Not knowing Monica’s body was under her foot. She placed her heel right on Monica‘s tummy. Bending forwards Stephanie’s heel sunk in deep into her Stomach. Monica tried to whimper.
Gloria notice her hair was a mess. And said she would be right back. Stephanie fixed her strap. But felt a chill coming from somewhere. She followed the draft which was coming from an air vent above the chair. Knowing how long it would take Gloria to fix herself up. She had to close the vent before she froze to death waiting for her to finish. So she stepped up on the chair, to close the vent. Monica’s body was instantly nailed, and crushed into the cushions. Stephanie, totally oblivious, trampled around on the chair, trying her best to reach the air vent. Just a few inches she thought. She started to jump up and down, thinking the springs of the chair would be enough to send her reach the vent.
Monica’s body was getting mangled, as Stephanie’s 315 pounds bouncing all over her. Stephanie’s sharp heels proliferated Monica like a pin cushion. Monica’s back almost snapped under the torment. Finally after one mighty leap. Stephanie flipped the vent closed. Landing back down on the chair, Stephanie took a quick look around realizing she probably broke the chair. Quickly she got down and took a seat. Monica, was now a mess! Stephanie’s heel’s tore her up. Monica’s fake tits had deep puncture marks and almost popped. Her dress was all torn up, and now with Stephanie sitting on her. Her body was now part of the chair. Stephanie’s fat ass ironed Monica flat like a cheap shirt.
Gloria emerged and said, lets go, and both Girls Left to go dance. Monica couldn‘t move a muscle. So she stayed there in the chair. Happy as hell that she was able to breath again. Racked with pain covered with black and blue marks. Life started to seep back into limbs. She was able to move her head, but it was too dark to see the damage done to her by the fat bitches. Three more Fat Girls entered the bathroom. One girl lumbered over to Monica’s chair and sat down…. Woooooffff!!! This girl was super fat. 400 pounds at least. Monica was smashed down in the chair again. Ass every where. This time Monica, couldn’t suck in any air, and passed out. The Fat Girl got up, and another fat girl sat down. Over and over again, these huge girls used Monica’s body as a personal seat. Not knowing they were killing her. 2 hours ticked by. And Monica was crushed flat. You couldn’t recognize her. Paper thin. Her perky tits were now mashed potatoes, her face had a concaved look.
She managed to muster enough energy to get herself off the chair and feel on to the carpet. As quick as possible she scrapped herself along the floor and managed to find a spot in a empty corner of the rest room. 4 fat girls entered the rest room, and two went over to the Mirror where Monica was laying on the floor! Monica‘s vision was still blurry, but she felt the shock waves as a heavy set of Heels were coming her way. Pressed against the edge for the wall, she thought she was safe. But the fat girl reached the mirror and stepped right up on to Monica’s body. Monica screamed on deaf ears. The fat girl’s friend came over stepped up and on her too, and both girls started to apply their make up. Both girls were about 295 pounds each. Their heels, ground Monica up. Both fat girls started dance in place in front of the mirror. One girl was standing on Monica’s neck and Chest. And her heels were twisting into Monica’s tits, keeping tempo to the music.
The other fat girl was trampling, Monica’s torso and Vagina wiggling her fat ass to the music. Minutes later these two Girls left, and was replaced by another Fat girl who just got out of the toilet. This girl weighed about 256 pounds, and was wearing knee high boots, and was dressed in a black spandex suit, which made her big tits stick out. She marched right up and on to Monica. She lit up a Smoke, and just stood there on Monica. She went into her purse, got out her cel phone, and started to talk on it. Leaning against the counter. Still standing on Monica. Talking, She must have finished 5 cigarettes, and crushed them out on Monica’s body with her boot. Seven more Fat Girls came in, and took turns stepping on Monica to do their Make Up.
Monica’s body was trampled over and over again. Every Girl in the House must have stepped on Her. Crushed flat, her body was now part of the floor. She had 90 cigarette burns all over her small frame. Her fingers were crushed, her face and body were dirty with heel marks, and foot prints.
Thank god somebody flooded the toilet, so the bathroom had to be closed down for a few minutes while they fixed it. This gave her enough time to crawl out of the bathroom and out onto Dance Floor area. Stephanie, barley able to see, saw Monica crawling on the floor. Came to her rescue. She picked her up and Laid her on the couch in the Rec area. Stephanie, tried to communicate with Monica, but Monica could only stammer, and stuttered. Stephanie figured, she drank too much, and do to her dirty beat up condition. Thought she was a Bag Lady. So Stephanie just left her there, and rejoined her friend on the dance floor.
Monica grateful for the help, just laid there with her head on the arm rest and fell asleep. 5 minutes later, four Fat girls came up and sat on the couch. Two of them sat right on Monica. Monica body felt like a used tube of tooth paste. But this time she had her head exposed on the arm rest. The Fat girl sitting on her chest, lit up cigarette. And started talking to her friends. More Fat Girls came into rec room. And started to socialize the girls sitting on Monica. Monica could see the whole night mare of fat girls blabbing away.
Just then, one of Smoking fat girls started to looking for an ashtray for her cigarrette. In the gloom of the room she saw a dirty ashtray sitting on the arm rest of the couch. Monica saw the Fat Girl coming over with the cigarette and tried to scream. But nothing came out. The fat girl absentmindedly crushed out the cigarette into Monica’s face. And disposed the cigarette butt into Monica’s open mouth. Monica cringed from the pain, and tried to spit out the cigarette butt. But the fat Girl sitting on her prevented that. Suddenly to her horror, more fat girls came over with their cigarettes and used her face as an ashtray. Soon her mouth was filled up with cigarette butts. And her face looked like the bottom of an ashtray. Burn marks covered her face.
Soon the fat girls left the rec room, and poor Monica’s Battered Body lay there on the couch! Thank god, enough time went by to let her recover abit. She was now delirious with pain. Her eyes were swollen from the cigarette burns. Her body crushed, she stumbled out of the rec room and onto the dance floor. Bouncing off of fat asses and ricocheting off of big boobs. The music stopped and suddenly she heard a count down. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 ,5, 4, 3, 2, 1.….. HAPPY NEW YEAR! All the fat girls went crazy, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Screaming and kissing each other. Monica was knocked to the floor… The music started back up! And all the fat girls were jumping up and down. One of the girls landed right on Monica’s hand , her heels twisted and gournd her fingers flat. Another fat girl stepped on Monica’s back, and began to jump up and down. 3 more started to trample Monica. This group of girls hugged and kissed each other, as Monica was pulverized! Dancing the night away on top of Monica. Heels twisting and grinding Monica into dust!
I hope you like this one….
Monica, was 22years old, 4 foot 11. Very skinny, and very pretty. Her friends were jealous of her beauty, and she knew this. She was a stuck-up Miss Priss complete with the Boob Job. She loved to wear high heels and bullet bra's. Her Blond Hair was down to her ass. And today she dressed to kill and her way to a dance club.
Suddenly she ran out of gas... Dam, she muttered! Got out, slammed the door. Then realized she locked her Keys in the car. Screwed big time, she headed down the street to get some help. Two Blocks down, she came across a NIGHT CLUB. It looked really fancy. The name on the marquee was THE BIG CRUSH! The place was huge. All lit up like Vegas. The line for admittance went around the corner. As she got closer she noticed it was all fat people. Big Fat Girls dressed up standing in line. No Men, Just big fat women. This struck her as very odd, what kind of of place was this she thought. Not caring, she went up to the fat Girl at the door, and asked to use the phone to call Triple A. The Fat Girl said, no prob, it’s inside around the corner, next to the ladies room.
Monica walked inside, the place was huge! Fat Girls everywhere, a vast sea of Blubber! As she walked thru the Dark Club, she felt like a Pinball, bouncing off of all these Fat Women. Excuse Me, Pardon Me! Sorry, trying to get thru, she kept repeating as polite as possible. The Music was too Loud, and nobody heard her. She finally reached the Phone, and realized she didn’t have her purse with her. Pissed at herself, lost in thought of what to do next. A group of Fat Girls were going into the Rest Room. Not Seeing Monica in the way, they herded her into bathroom with them. “Hey what the f**k! Watch it.” Monica yelled. They didn’t hear her, or see Her. One Fat Girl who was about 250 pounds wearing a Tight Dress and Platform shoes stepped right on Monica’s foot. Monica screamed, and was knocked to the floor. The Girl then stepped on Monica’s Hand. In pain, Monica got up, and tried to get out their way. The music was too Loud, and the place was so Dark, nobody could see her. She felt like a Midget among Amazons. More Girls came into the bathroom. Not to get crushed, she found a chair in the lounge area, and sat down. Nursing Her sore hand, and foot. Tired and Frustrated, she leaned back, to catch her breath.
It was too Late, Monica looked up and saw the big ass descending down on her. She screamed. Like a bomb, the Fat Girl sat on Monica. Her screams died out when the girls ass filled the chair. She was beautiful. 323 pounds pressing down. Big Bouncing Tits wrapped in a tight black dress Her name was GLORIA. She sat back in the lounge chain relaxing while her lesbian friend, Stephanie put her Makeup on.
Gloria, lit up a smoke, and was amazed how this place could afford heated lounge chairs! Poor Monica, crushed flat, was gasping for air. She couldn’t believe what just happened.
Gloria pick up a Magazine. 10 Minutes ticked by. Gloria’s friend came up and Kissed her. Stephanie, your Heel Strap came loose, Gloria said. Gloria got up from the chain and Stephanie placed her huge leg up on the chain to fasten the strap. Not knowing Monica’s body was under her foot. She placed her heel right on Monica‘s tummy. Bending forwards Stephanie’s heel sunk in deep into her Stomach. Monica tried to whimper.
Gloria notice her hair was a mess. And said she would be right back. Stephanie fixed her strap. But felt a chill coming from somewhere. She followed the draft which was coming from an air vent above the chair. Knowing how long it would take Gloria to fix herself up. She had to close the vent before she froze to death waiting for her to finish. So she stepped up on the chair, to close the vent. Monica’s body was instantly nailed, and crushed into the cushions. Stephanie, totally oblivious, trampled around on the chair, trying her best to reach the air vent. Just a few inches she thought. She started to jump up and down, thinking the springs of the chair would be enough to send her reach the vent.
Monica’s body was getting mangled, as Stephanie’s 315 pounds bouncing all over her. Stephanie’s sharp heels proliferated Monica like a pin cushion. Monica’s back almost snapped under the torment. Finally after one mighty leap. Stephanie flipped the vent closed. Landing back down on the chair, Stephanie took a quick look around realizing she probably broke the chair. Quickly she got down and took a seat. Monica, was now a mess! Stephanie’s heel’s tore her up. Monica’s fake tits had deep puncture marks and almost popped. Her dress was all torn up, and now with Stephanie sitting on her. Her body was now part of the chair. Stephanie’s fat ass ironed Monica flat like a cheap shirt.
Gloria emerged and said, lets go, and both Girls Left to go dance. Monica couldn‘t move a muscle. So she stayed there in the chair. Happy as hell that she was able to breath again. Racked with pain covered with black and blue marks. Life started to seep back into limbs. She was able to move her head, but it was too dark to see the damage done to her by the fat bitches. Three more Fat Girls entered the bathroom. One girl lumbered over to Monica’s chair and sat down…. Woooooffff!!! This girl was super fat. 400 pounds at least. Monica was smashed down in the chair again. Ass every where. This time Monica, couldn’t suck in any air, and passed out. The Fat Girl got up, and another fat girl sat down. Over and over again, these huge girls used Monica’s body as a personal seat. Not knowing they were killing her. 2 hours ticked by. And Monica was crushed flat. You couldn’t recognize her. Paper thin. Her perky tits were now mashed potatoes, her face had a concaved look.
She managed to muster enough energy to get herself off the chair and feel on to the carpet. As quick as possible she scrapped herself along the floor and managed to find a spot in a empty corner of the rest room. 4 fat girls entered the rest room, and two went over to the Mirror where Monica was laying on the floor! Monica‘s vision was still blurry, but she felt the shock waves as a heavy set of Heels were coming her way. Pressed against the edge for the wall, she thought she was safe. But the fat girl reached the mirror and stepped right up on to Monica’s body. Monica screamed on deaf ears. The fat girl’s friend came over stepped up and on her too, and both girls started to apply their make up. Both girls were about 295 pounds each. Their heels, ground Monica up. Both fat girls started dance in place in front of the mirror. One girl was standing on Monica’s neck and Chest. And her heels were twisting into Monica’s tits, keeping tempo to the music.
The other fat girl was trampling, Monica’s torso and Vagina wiggling her fat ass to the music. Minutes later these two Girls left, and was replaced by another Fat girl who just got out of the toilet. This girl weighed about 256 pounds, and was wearing knee high boots, and was dressed in a black spandex suit, which made her big tits stick out. She marched right up and on to Monica. She lit up a Smoke, and just stood there on Monica. She went into her purse, got out her cel phone, and started to talk on it. Leaning against the counter. Still standing on Monica. Talking, She must have finished 5 cigarettes, and crushed them out on Monica’s body with her boot. Seven more Fat Girls came in, and took turns stepping on Monica to do their Make Up.
Monica’s body was trampled over and over again. Every Girl in the House must have stepped on Her. Crushed flat, her body was now part of the floor. She had 90 cigarette burns all over her small frame. Her fingers were crushed, her face and body were dirty with heel marks, and foot prints.
Thank god somebody flooded the toilet, so the bathroom had to be closed down for a few minutes while they fixed it. This gave her enough time to crawl out of the bathroom and out onto Dance Floor area. Stephanie, barley able to see, saw Monica crawling on the floor. Came to her rescue. She picked her up and Laid her on the couch in the Rec area. Stephanie, tried to communicate with Monica, but Monica could only stammer, and stuttered. Stephanie figured, she drank too much, and do to her dirty beat up condition. Thought she was a Bag Lady. So Stephanie just left her there, and rejoined her friend on the dance floor.
Monica grateful for the help, just laid there with her head on the arm rest and fell asleep. 5 minutes later, four Fat girls came up and sat on the couch. Two of them sat right on Monica. Monica body felt like a used tube of tooth paste. But this time she had her head exposed on the arm rest. The Fat girl sitting on her chest, lit up cigarette. And started talking to her friends. More Fat Girls came into rec room. And started to socialize the girls sitting on Monica. Monica could see the whole night mare of fat girls blabbing away.
Just then, one of Smoking fat girls started to looking for an ashtray for her cigarrette. In the gloom of the room she saw a dirty ashtray sitting on the arm rest of the couch. Monica saw the Fat Girl coming over with the cigarette and tried to scream. But nothing came out. The fat girl absentmindedly crushed out the cigarette into Monica’s face. And disposed the cigarette butt into Monica’s open mouth. Monica cringed from the pain, and tried to spit out the cigarette butt. But the fat Girl sitting on her prevented that. Suddenly to her horror, more fat girls came over with their cigarettes and used her face as an ashtray. Soon her mouth was filled up with cigarette butts. And her face looked like the bottom of an ashtray. Burn marks covered her face.
Soon the fat girls left the rec room, and poor Monica’s Battered Body lay there on the couch! Thank god, enough time went by to let her recover abit. She was now delirious with pain. Her eyes were swollen from the cigarette burns. Her body crushed, she stumbled out of the rec room and onto the dance floor. Bouncing off of fat asses and ricocheting off of big boobs. The music stopped and suddenly she heard a count down. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 ,5, 4, 3, 2, 1.….. HAPPY NEW YEAR! All the fat girls went crazy, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Screaming and kissing each other. Monica was knocked to the floor… The music started back up! And all the fat girls were jumping up and down. One of the girls landed right on Monica’s hand , her heels twisted and gournd her fingers flat. Another fat girl stepped on Monica’s back, and began to jump up and down. 3 more started to trample Monica. This group of girls hugged and kissed each other, as Monica was pulverized! Dancing the night away on top of Monica. Heels twisting and grinding Monica into dust!