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I SAW SOME OF THE POSTS ON THIS BOARD AND THOUGHT I WOULD SHARE A STORY THAT HAPPENED TO ME AROUND X-MAS. I'M 5'6 , I WEIGH 127LBS AND HAVE LIGHT BLONDE HAIR AND I'M 24YRS OLD. AROUND X-MAS LAST YEAR, I WAS EARNING SOME XTRA MONEY WORKING AS AN ELF AT A LOCAL SHOPPING MALL HELPING THE KIDS WITH THEIR PICTURES OF SANTA. I WOULD SEAT THE CHILD ON SANTAS LAP AND TRY TO GET A SMILE OUT OF THEM WHILE MRS. CLAUS WOULD TAKE THE PHOTO. UNFORTUNATELY, THE ONLY PEOPLE SMILING WERE THE MEN IN LINE BECAUSE OF MY ELF OUTFIT. A GREEN LEOTARD, WHITE BELT AND BOOTS, RED TIGHTS, AND AN ELF HAT. I WAS BEING ASKED OUT BY MARRIED MEN WHEN THEIR WIVES WERE TENDING TO THE KIDS. THE WOMAN DRESSED AS MRS. CLAUS WAS ABOUT MY AGE BUT WAS AN ENORMOUS GIRL. ABOUT 350-400 LBS. SHE FILLED THE COSTUME AND THEN SOME. WE WERE WORKING TOGETHER ONE NIGHT FOR 5-6 HRS. SHE WAS A NICE GIRL, BUT EVERY TIME I WOULD FINNALY GET THE CHILD TO SMILE, SHE WOULD MISS THE SHOT. EACH PICTURE WAS TAKING WAY TO MUCH TIME. I WAS BECOMING UNABLE TO TOLERATE HER INCOMPETENCE, AND I MADE A REMARK UNDER MY BREATH ABOUT HOW FAT AND SLOW SHE WAS,NOT TO MENTION HOW STUPID SHE LOOKED IN THE HUGE COSTUME.AFTER A FEW HRS PASSED, WE WERE SCEDULED TO TAKE A BREAK. SHE ASKED ME IF I WOULD FOLLOW HER TO ONE OF THE DRESSING ROOMS FOR MALL EMPLOYEES TO HELP HER WITH HER BELT. IT WAS APPARENTLY TO LARGE AND SHE WANTED ME TO HELP CUT ANOTHER HOLE IN THE LEATHER. I AGREED TO HELP,THINKING SHE HAD NOT HEARD MY REMARK, AND FOLLOWED HER TO THE DRESSING ROOMS. WE GOT INTO THE ROOM AND SHE TOOK OFF HER BELT AND SAID "HOLD IT ON THIS BENCH AND I WILL PIERCE A HOLE THROUGH IT, THEN YOU CAN HELP ME GET IT BACK ON MY AS YOU SAID BIG FAT BODY, OK?" MY EYES LIT UP AND I WAS EMBARRASED. " I DIDN'T MEAN IT THAT WAY." I SAID TO HER. WITH THAT, SHE BACKED ME INTO THE WALL AND BEGAN TO SLAM HER HUGE BELLY INTO MT BODY, CRUSHING ME WITH EACH PUMPING BLOW. I TRIED TO SCREAM BUT I WAS BREATHLESS AND COULD FEEL MY RIBS FLEX AS SHE SQUASHED ME. SHE LEANED HER WEIGHT ON ME AND FLATTEND ME AGAINST THE WALL, PINNING ME. I COULD NOT MOVE OR BREATHE. SHE STEPPED AWAY FROM ME AND I TRIED TO CATCH MY BREATH, ONLY TO BE FORCED DOWN ONTO THE BENCH WE WERE GOING TO USE TO CUT THE BELT. SHE LAYED ME PN THE BENCH AND LOWERED HER HUGE ASS ONTO MINE. IT WAS THE MOST PAIN I HAD EVER FELT. SHE BEGAN TO BOUNCE ON MY ASS, CRUSHING MY HIPS AND STOMACH INTO THE HARD BENCH. THE AIR WAS SQUEEZED OUT OF ME AND I COULD FEEL MY INNARDS BEING SQUASHED. I TRIED TO KICK MY FEET INTO HER SIDE BUT IT DID NOTHING TO THE SUPER FAT GIRL. MY MOUTH WAS WIDE OPEN ,TRYING TO TAKE IN AIR, BUT MY TOUNGE HUNG OUT OVER MY BOTTOM LIP AS MY EYES ROLLED TO THE BACK OF MY HEAD. MY STOMACH HEAVED UP FLUID INTO MY MOUTH FROM THE EMMENCE PRESSURE SHE WAS CRUSHING ME WITH. MINUTES FELT LIKE HRS, BUT WHEN SHE FINNALY STOOD UP, I SUCKED IN A BIG BREATH OF AIR AND ROLLED OF THE BENCH. I LAYED ON THE FLOOR TRYING TO REGAIN MY COMPOSURE AFTER BEING UNABLE TO SPEAK OR MOVE. I THEN REALIZED, SHE COULD SQUASH ME AGAIN RIGHT HERE ON THE FLOOR! I PULLED MYSELF UP AND FELL BACK AGAINST THE WALL. SHE GENTLY RESTED HER STOMACH AGAINST MINE AND ASKED ME "HAD ENOUGH?". I SWALLOWED WHATEVER MY STOMACH HEAVED UP AND REPLIED WITH ALMOST NO BREATH,"YES, PLEASE DON'T SQUASH ME ANYMORE, I'M SORRY, I'M TRULY SORRY." I COULD NOT CONTINUE WORKING THE REST OF THE NIGHT AFTER WHAT HAD HAPPENED, SO I DROVE HOME TO TRY TO ACCEPT WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO ME ON THIS NIGHT. WHEN I GOT TO MY APT. I UNDRESSED MYSELF TO TAKE A SHOWER AND CHECK THE CONDITION OF MY BODY. LUCKILY, MY RIBS WERE JUST BRUISED AND I WAS SORE FROM ALL OF HER WEIGHT PRESSING MY BODY INTO THE BENCH. MY TIGHTS WERE WET WITH BLOOD AND BODY FLIUD AND I WONDERED IF SHE HAD CRUSHED MY INTERNAL ORGANS OR DAMAGED MY WOMANHOOD. AFTER A FEW VISITS TO MY DOC, I FELT FINE, BUT TO THIS DAY, I THINK BEFORE I SPEAK.
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