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For those of you who are interested, I will start the story of myself being squashed from the very beginning, meaning the first experiences I can remember.

First let me explain to you the size of the woman doing the squashing. Her height is about 5'6" and she weighed anywhere from 200 pounds all the way up to around 280 pounds or so.

My first experience that I can remember is when I was a real young boy around the age of 7 or so. At this time she was about 280 pounds or so, and at her heaviest. I can only recall one incidence fron this time period. I was into watching wrestling at the time, and my favorite was this 400 pound guy who used to sit on his opponents chest to win his match. I guess I thought it would be fun to be sat on. So I layed underneath the couch cushions and put the cushions back on top of me and then put a blanket over the cushions. I don't think she sat on me with any weight, but I think she just gave me the illusion that she was by putting a little bit of weight onto me.

The next experience I could remember was when I was about 10 or 11 years old, and she was about 200 to 220 pounds. I used to always lay in bed and relax and watch tv with her. She would lay with her back on the pillows and when she would occasionaly lean over to get something off the floor, I would stick my head behind her back and she would lean onto my head. I would occasionaly start to breathe hard and she would ask if I was ok.

Around this same time I started looking at her feet as she was lying down. She did have fungus on two of her toes and she would ask me if they were getting better as she tried to get rid of it. I really don't remember how this next event started but when she would lay down she would occasionaly keep her feet up. Not really her feet up, but her knees were like the top point of a triangle. So one day I just layed on my back and scooted my head and neck underneath one of her thighs and just relax, hoping she would drop it down upon my face. It did happen one night, but I will get to that later. During that age or there about, I also put myself into another wrestling move. Like I said before I was looking at her feet a lot and when she kept her legs up one day, I just moved myself forward until my face was trapped bewteen her thighs and she would occasionaly drop her thighs over my shoulders and just relax. I of course had no way to get out. One night I was lying down sideways with my face underneath her thigh, I asked her to just drop her leg on to me. I used to always act as though it were a wrestling match. So that one time, she dropped her leg onto my face for about 15 or 20 seconds. Sometime after that, I was still about the same age, she sat on my chest for the first time. I had been asking her for months on end, and she kept on telling me she would hurt me. I would try to hide under the covers so she couldn't see me, and hopefully she would sit on me. I don't know how I convinced her, but she must have been in a real good mood one day, and I just layed on the bed, face up, with my head at the very edge of the bed. She then came up and simply sat on top of my chest, like I wasn't there.
Jealous of seat cushions everywhere.

Like I was saying, she just sat down right on my chest with her thighs over my shoulders. I don't think she was putting all her weight on me though. She stayed seated for about 10 or 15 seconds. Around this time she, maybe a moth later or so, she had to go in for knee surgery, so one day we were just relaxing and we started to wrestle. She said that since this is the last day we were going to be able to wrestle, she would actually get into it. This was probaly the most she ever wrestled against me. I layed down on the bed and got her to stand right above me on the bed. I tried to get her to do another chest sit, but she sid she couldn't bend her knee that far. So she just sord of collapsed and fell on top of me. I think she actually put all her weight on me because I started to cough after 5 seconds, but she didn't hear. So after a while she rolled off, and we just didn't some leg scissors on me or something. That was the last time I wrestled with her for about two years or so, because her surgery got messed up.

From the ages 15 thru 17 or so, she probaly got me in about 5 to 10 chestsits and one face sit, which I will explain now. One day, while I was laying down hoping she would sit on my chest, she just came up to me and began to sit down as if she were going to sit on my chest. But instead she just plopped right down onto my face. I really couldn't see nothing, just darkness, and she stayed on me for only about 5 seconds. There were some other times where she almost sat on my face again. There was a time when she was standing next to me while I was lying down, and she started to lean over me so the side of her thigh and butt would be on my face, and as she was sitting down she started to turn to her normal sitting position. But she did land on my face for maybe a second or so.

That is pretty my most of my wrestling experiences up till now. They may sound weird, but none of these encounters were sexual at all. They did not have any sexual tone to them. She wore mainly jeans. If anyone would like me to make up some stories just give me some suggestions and I will be glad to. We should try to get this board going again.

Thanks to everyone and happy squashing.
Jealous of seat cushions everywhere.