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Story Contest Entry - Part 1

Started by fuel1563, November 29, 2004, 11:31:04 PM

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... just as he was about to pass out, she lifted her massive bulk and let ...

Alex pushes away his laptop in disgust because he realizes that the story he is writing for the contest is the same old story again and again. He just couldn't think of the proper angle to get started and lose himself in the fantasy of telling a story that lives only in his imagination.

Just then, the phone rings and it was Rosalie, his friend and former girlfriend. After hearing about how her confusion on whether she is bi-sexual or not still persists, the conversation turns to more realistic matters.


Rosalie: Dude, it's Saturday night and I have got to do something. I am sooo bored out of my mind. What are you doing tonight?

Alex: I don't know, nothing I guess.

Rosalie: Wrong, we are going out. If I can't have sex I at least want to watch someone go at it. This girl at work who I have had the hots for told me about a place that she goes to with her man; orgy city and no one even cares if you look good or not. I don't know if I believe that but ...

[Interupting her in mid-sentence]

Alex: Excuse me? Are you crazy? I don't want to get an STD like Herpes or AIDS. I'd rather stay home with Rosemarie.

Rosalie: Pluuhease, give the hand a break man. Just come and watch then. You won't catch anything like that will you?

Alex: Fine. How desperate have I become?


[Off they went to a place called A Clockwork Orange; past the burly guy keeping watch over the elevator to the place. Apparently, if a participant of a previous party didn't give your name, you weren't getting in. It was the top floor of a garment industry type factory building in an industrial section of the city. The walls within were painted orange, dim mood lighting accentuated the macabre feel to the place, a maze of oddly furnished rooms with plastic strips between rooms like in meat warehouses and instead of a coat check, there was a clothes check where you could drop off your garments to walk around al fresco. Alex was having none of that but Rosalie was always a bit more daring. Rosalie went off on her merry way.]

Rosalie: Alex, this is the place to let go and live out your fantasies. Enjoy it.

[With those final words, she strolled into a room and became part of the scene.]

[Alex - It was so weird to see so many people naked and in various positions of sexual intercourse. All shapes, sizes, colors, enthnicities and sexual orientations. It was like the U.N. of sex. Near the bar area you had straight people picking each other up next to gays and lesbians, while Mistresses trampled and Masters whipped their slaves.]


[Alex decided to take a walk around to see what other cool stuff he could see. As he walked, he saw group sex, group masturbation, menage-a-trios (both male and female dominated), partner swapping, a sex toy room, assorted other D/s or fetish acts and just about any other sex related activity you could imagine. There was one room that seemed pretty isolated and not as busy as the rest which he headed toward.]

[Just as he reached the plastic strips he heard a gurgling sound, some struggling and a couple of women giggling. He hesitated for a moment and then walked into the room. There were about 4 or 5 big women (SSBBW's to be exact) and about the same number of guys and gals laid around the room in various states of consciousness. He surveyed the area with awe and excitement. He never expected to find squashing/crushing on the menu at the A.C.O.]


Alex: Uhm, hello. My name is Alan. What are you doing in here?

Rachel: Hi. We are the queens of crush. We love to squash men and women with our bodies. We don't have sex if that's what you are here for and besides, you saw there were plenty of places you can get that here. My name is Rachel and these are my fellow queens, Teresa, Diane, Heather and Sofia. So are you here to get squashed or just to watch? It's usually the same people here so you are the first new person in a long while.

Alex: Can I ask how much you guys weigh?

Rachel: Sure, I weigh about 350lbs, Heather is around 400lbs, Diane is 450lbs, Teresa is around 500lbs and last but not least Sofia is the baby at 550lbs.

[Suddenly, Alex realized that Sofia has been sitting on someone but didn't realize it really until now because of the low light and the fact that he only saw feet and a head sticking out of either end of her hips on a low bench like seat.]

Heather: Time!


[Teresa and Diane walked over to Sofia and started helping Sofia get up off the bench. Alex stared in disbelief as a completely crushed human being emerged from underneath the massive body of Sofia who stood at about 6'5" and as wide as the warehouse like doorway.]


Alex: Is he alright? Just how long were you sitting on him?

Sofia: Hi Cutie. I was on top of him exactly 1 minute and 20 seconds without moving ... for the 5th time in the past 20 or 30 minutes. We use 1 minute and 20 seconds because after that, there is a much bigger risk of causing physical harm to someone from a heart attack to brain damage due to lack of oxygen. I think this guy is done for the night though and so are these others. They can't take my weight anyway. I don't know why I love to feel a person struggle under me so much but that is the reason we are all here. To live out our crush and squash fantasies.

Teresa: Yeah, I love it too.

Diane: Me too. I mean, it isn't about being a mistress/slave or getting sex out of it. It is purely for the sake of feeling someone getting flat under us, struggle and not be able to move, breathe or get us off them. I love to watch when Teresa or Sofia (especially since she makes everyone the flatest) gently sway with the guys under them struggling and the girls just disappearing. well, a gentle sway is the most I have ever seen anyone move them once they settle in.

Heather: So, are you staying for a while?


[With those words still ringing in his ears, Alex took a deep look into his own psyche and decided if this was really what he wanted.]


Alex: Yes. Yes I am.

Teresa: Listen, we don't know what he is capable of so I think he is going to have to work his way up to us.

Sofia: Agreed. You have to understand something Alan. Once we sit on you, we aren't getting up for 1 minute and 20 seconds no matter what. we know that however it might feel to you, that amount of time will not cause any problems so no matter what happens, we are staying put. That is, unless you can find a way to move us. Are you ready for that?

Alex: I have been ready for this my whole life.

Teresa: Hmmm, sounds promising.


[With that, Rachel took him by the arm and started to take his clothes off.]


Rachel: We like to feel everything so no clothes between us. You can keep your underwear on if you want but that's it.

Alex: OK, underwear only.

Heather: Come over here flat boy. This is where Rachel sits on her people.


[It turns out they each had a bench of their own along with cuffs to tie people's hands and feet down.]


Rachel: Don't worry, those we reserve for special people. You won't be needing them.

Heather: You ready?

Alex: Yes.

Rachel: Yes.


[Rachel slowly sat on Alex's chest and stomach side-saddle, hands on hips with feet dangling about an inch off the floor. Just about that time, Rosalie stuck her head in the room looking for Alex.]


Rosalie: Dude, what are you doing? You looking to get killed or something?

Sofia: I think you should leave now little girl ... before it's too late.


[Alex didn't answer but smiled in Rosalie's direction. Coming off of Alex's face, Rosalie and Sofia locked eyes. Suddenly, the tension in the room was as thick as split-pea soup. Rosalie wasn't always the sharpest knife in the draw but even she knew that pushing this was not in her best interest.]


Rosalie: Can I stay and watch?

Sofia: Hmmm, now that is a good idea. Why don't you do that.


[That last statement kind of scared Rosalie but it was too late, she had already put her foot in her mouth.]


Diane: So, why don't you tell us about yourself? How do you know Alan?


[Rosalie chuckles nervously]

Rosalie: "Alan" is my ex and I brought him here because I needed a guy to come with. You know the deal, come with a partner or you aren't allowed in. Otherwise, there wouldn't be enough people to swap around with.

Diane: So what we were you hoping to find here? It seems to me like you would be a good apprentice for us.

Heather: I don't know. She'd have to work awfully hard to measure up even if she seems to have the body for it. How is the stomach? That is the important question.

Diane: Well, does she even like it is a bigger question in my mind.

Teresa: Well if you ask me, this is not for everyone. It takes a special person to do what we do.

Sofia: Heather ...

Heather: Oh shit! She is flat footing again. Time!

Rachel: Already? I feel like I just sat down.

[Rosalie looked at Rachel's feet which Sofia had gestured toward when calling Heather just in time to see that Rachel's feet were no longer dangling but were touching the floor completely. Apparently, she had sunk in a bit. Rachel slowly began to rise from on top of Alex who was a nice shade of pink by now.]
Jealous of seat cushions everywhere.

Fez4

I myself liked this story so far, since it has got some potential, like if Rosalie would possibly get involved in this and so on.

I know its been rather long, but oh well. Not that I expect to see any continuation or anything, but I just had to say that.

fowshe82

#2
A really nice story, congratulations. Intense, erotic, not too long and exciting.