Another version of the “Stepmom” Story: Part 1
My name is Dan and this is a nice long trample story. I was 10 years old and was just getting to like my new stepmom. Dad had remarried about 9 months ago to a lady named Tina. Tina was a good looking 31 year old who was about 5’11” tall and had great legs. She loved to wear shorts or skirts, also usually short, and high heels. She was fairly good sized and I was not sure exactly what she weighed, but she looked really good. I had had a trample fetish for several years but only ever got to be trampled two times by my friend’s sister and another friend of hers. After that, I dreamed about it alot. I always thought of myself as very strong for my age and decided to try to get Tina to stand on me. My father took a lot of 3 and 4 day business trips so I had a lot of time at home with Tina.
One day she was relaxing in the living room and I started to talk to her. “Tina, do you think I am really strong?” “You sure are Dan, why?” “Strong enough that you couldn’t hurt me easily?” “I don’t know about that, I do have a slight size advantage over you” “I still think I could do almost anything with you. I bet if I laid down on the floor that you could stand on my chest or stomach and not even hurt me!” “You have got to be kidding, If I stepped on you fully, you wouldn’t have a chest left!” “I bet I could take it, let’s try?” “No way, I am way to heavy to step on you, that would even hurt a grown man let alone you Dan” “Well, I know that I could lift you and carry you!” At this point I am trying for anything. “Not even a chance of that, you have no idea how heavy I am” I didn’t have any idea what she weighed but I figured this would be a good way to score some bonus points. “Oh, you probably weight about ...... 150 to 155 lbs.” “Oh God I do love you, of course, if you try to lift me or if I ever step on you, you are going to wish I did only weigh that much” “Well, you can’t weigh much more than that Tina, you look really good” “Thanks, but when you are 5’11” and solid, you can hide alot of weight. I weigh 207 pounds”
I was at a lost for words for a second, I had no idea that Tina was that heavy and was even scared for a second wondering if my mouth had got me in deeper than my poor little body could handle. I was only 5’4” and weighed 118 pounds. I had to say something, and for some reason my mouth kept going. “Really, well you look great, and I can still lift you and let you stand on me.” Tina just smiled, but it looked like she was thinking in the back of her head. I remember how she worded something a few seconds ago. She said “IF” I ever step on you, that is better than, I will never. Maybe it is all in my head. I said “Make you a deal, let me simply lift you off the ground, if I can lift you, then you have to stand on me” She smiled even more and said “OK deal, I don’t even have to think about stepping on you because there is no way you will get me off the ground. You poor dad grunts and groans when he even tries to carry me! But go ahead and try”
I was in amazement, and a little scared as I said earlier, 207 pounds is alot of weight, especially when I only weigh 118. Tina got up from the chair and walked to the center of the room. She does look great, but suddenly she looks “ALOT” bigger than before. “Is here OK strong man?” She said with a big smile. “Sure” I said and I got up also. Tina was wearing a nice skirt which was slightly above the knee, nylons, and small heels. I walked around to decide how to try this. Tina said, “Having second thoughts about lifting tiny little me!” “No way”, I said, “just deciding how” I got right behind Tina and bent over and wrapped my arms around her thighs a little above mid way up. Her legs(thighs) were bigger around than I had imagined in my dreams. As I started to lift up, her dress, which was a soft silky or nylon type material, kept wanting to slide up because of the nylons. After two tries she said “hold on a minute, you are not getting a good grip.” She reached down and pulled her skirt up another 4 or 5 inches. It is now well above mid thigh and not covering much! Her thighs are even bigger than I believed earlier, but at 207, what did I expect. She said,
“There you go, now you can get a good grip without sliding, good luck” as she chuckled slightly. I wrapped my arms around again and squeezed tight. I started to lift up, I was feeling more and more weight but I kept lifting. I stopped and let go, she barely moved down at all, I realized that she was never even close to being off the ground. With no delay, I wrapped my arms again and got ready to lift. Tina said, “Be careful, don’t hurt yourself Dan”. My second attempt did not go much better. In my mind, I was still determined to do it, but my arms, legs, and back was beginning to have different thoughts! I was really starting to breathe hard and as I squeezed again I heard Tina say, “Take your time, keep your back straight, use your knees, come on, you can do it, you’re my little strong man”. I strained and strained my insides, but I could not get her fully off the ground. I finally dropped to my knees right behind her, breathing hard, and the next thing I felt was weight on my right shoulder. Tina was semi sitting down on my shoulder. As tired as I was after all that straining it felt like 1000 pounds coming down on me but I struggled to support the weight. She put about half her weight on my shoulder and said, “You can be really proud, you did great. Most men would not even try what you did let alone come as close as you did to lifting 207 pounds off the ground. I am really proud of you, and don’t worry, you will do even better next time”. With that she stood up, taking all weight off my shoulder and I just collapsed to the floor, but all I heard was the phrase, “Next Time”. Tina just smiled, leaned down to the floor, and gave me a nice kiss on the cheek, and then walked away. I know now that she really enjoyed what just happened. I think she liked having a young man who was willing to try to lift her full body weight without ever complaining or saying anything negative about her. She is great. I can’t wait until I get to try again.
The next morning, I could barely straighten up, my back and legs were so sore. When Tina saw me, she smiled and ask if was OK and gave me a big hug. Suddenly I felt much better! A little over one week passed and I was in my bedroom reading and Tina knocked on the door and walked in. She was in a pair of short shorts, T-shirt, and sandals, wearing a big smile. She said, “I need to ask you something, are your back and legs OK from trying to lift me?” I said “Sure, no problem.” Tina said, “Great, are you willing to try again or did I break your back too bad the first time?” I couldn’t believe she was asking me to try again. “You bet, right now” We went downstairs and she just stood in the center of the room again. I walked behind and bent down behind her, her legs are big but they are shaped very nicely and she has a nice full round butt to her that really shows in the short shorts. She said, “At least you won’t have to fight the skirt and nylons this time.” I said “Yeah, but, you really look great in a skirt and nylons so I didn’t mind.” “Oh, so I don’t look god in shorts, Huh?” “No No No, you look great anytime, that’s one reason Dad married you, but I just really like legs in nylons.” “Oh, OK, I guess I will buy that for now. Lift away when you are ready, I’m ready to touch the ceiling!”
I wrapped my arms and started the lift. At least this time I was not as surprised at how heavy she felt. I thought I was doing really good but her feet still were not coming off the ground. I relaxed a second and got ready to try again. I tried three more times, each time I was straining even more and was really sweating and breathing hard by now. She was just standing there. Finally on the last try, I felt her one leg move a little, ALRIGHT it was coming off the ground, I struggled, strained, pulled, pushed, did everything I could, but that was it. One foot just lifted slightly the other still had a little weight left on it. I lowered her, left go, and immediately fell down and laid on the floor on my back. Tina turned, looked down at me and said, “Good job, just relax, I will go get you something to drink” I nodded. I caught my breath and just laid there, half happy at how well I had done but half mad because I was so close and just couldn’t make it all the way. Tina came in with a tall glass of soda and helped me up, I took a big drink, and she said to lay down on the sofa and relax some more. I did. She came over, leaned over and gave me a big kiss and part of a hug. She said, “ I hope you are OK, I can’t believe that you almost fully lifted me!” Just as I was ready to answer her, she turned and all I saw was her butt coming down towards me! The next thing I knew she was sitting on my chest and stomach. I felt most of the breath I had gotten back suddenly leave me again as I sank way down into the sofa under the pressure of her weight. She looked down and said, “Am I killing you or can you take this for a minute or two?” All I could do was nod yes as I couldn’t get enough air to answer aloud! She was looking at me and smiling. I reached my hand up and touched the side of her thigh and then started rubbing it slightly. This really made her smile. I was really enjoying this minute, but, I was dying since it was almost impossible to get any air in. She looked at me and said, “Well, I don’t think you should get any redder than that in your poor face so I better get up and let you breathe again. But Thanks for both the lift and the seat.”
She got up and walked away. I just laid there in heaven, and a little bit of pain. We never talked about these times and events between each time. It was as if it was another world and didn’t even exist in our day to day living. After about another week, I was in another room and Tina came to the door. I could tell she had that special smile on her face. She just looked and smiled and then said, “Is your body up to another try?” I said, “Always!” She then asked, “Do you really like legs and nylons as much as you said?” “Yes, why?” “I’ll meet you in the living room in 5 minutes and you will find out.” “OK” I had no idea what she was up to but I was pretty sure that she was not going to be wearing the jeans that she had on right now. My heart was racing already. I was in the living room in about three minutes and just sat waiting. It seemed like forever then I heard the click click of heels on the wood flooring in the hall. I looked up and there came Tina into the room. She was wearing her robe and white one inch heels. She said, “Are you ready?” “Sure am” Then she walked to the arm of the chair, opened her robe, removed it, and laid it on the chair. She was wearing a T-shirt style night shirt and pantyhose only. My heart took off and I cold not even swallow for a second. She just causally walked to the center of the room as normal and said, “Ready for my strong man to lift me high into the air. I hope you like the arrangements, no slippery dress or skirt to worry about but still a great view of nylons. Are you OK with this?” “Oh, yeah, yes, no problem, great” “Then stop babbling and get over here and hoist me high” “Yes mamm” With that I got into my normal position, wrapped my arms around the fully exposed great set of legs, and was feeling like a million dollars. I started the lift, and got her off one leg again on the first try! I took a deep breath and tried again, this time one foot fully up and the second one actually got loose footing. I lowered her down and said “one more try.” “You can try until you back gives out sweetie, that was a wonderful feeling” I then tried another seven times and got her to the same point three more times. Once when I got her there, she said “Just hold it, don’t lower me hold me, come on strain, you can do it, pretend I’m 100 pounds and this is easy” With that I laughed slightly and down she came back unto her feet. She started laughing and said, “OK so maybe that was a real reach, but I figured it couldn’t hurt!” We both stood there laughing.
She took my hand and led me to the sofa, I laid down flat, she looked and said, “Should I, or was that to much last time?” “Nope, go ahead” With that she turned and sat down on top of my chest. She was much higher this time than last time and not nearly as much pressure on my stomach, but my chest felt like a steam roller was on top of it. I had a great view of her thighs in just the pantyhose as the night shirt had ridden way up in the back from all the lifting and she didn’t bother to pull it back down. She is a big lady but she is truly gorgeous. She just sat there rubbing my hair and saying how proud she was of me, how strong I really was, and how neat of a feeling it was to be semi lifted by a 10 year old “man”. She stood up after about two minutes, which my chest thought was about 2 hours, told me to take two deep breaths and then she quickly moved up towards my head and started to sit again. All I saw was the full view of a pantyhose covered butt coming towards my face. The next thing I knew, there was a 207 lb. butt sitting fully on my face. It was really a weird feeling, the pantyhose were actually warm and scraped ever so slightly, the pressure was neat for a second then started getting very intense very quickly, you have no sight, and very little taste or smell, the pressure pushes you down that you have very little hearing, and you realize that you can’t breathe. You panic quickly for just a second then you think that you can go for a little while without air and don’t panic, besides, she isn’t going to smother you to death. Is she? Does she realize that you can get no air? She has to, after all, she is sitting fully on your entire face.
All of a sudden she started to get up, it even hurt when she was taking the weight and pressure off of my face. Suddenly, I realized she was totally off, but my face still had a major tingling feeling and my sight was a little slow in coming back to normal. When my eyes cleared, she was kneeling beside me and said she was sorry if she hurt me but she just had to try it for a short time period. I smiled and said “Anytime”. She grabbed her robe and quickly left the room and left me to my thoughts. I could barely even sleep that night, all I kept thinking of was the events of the day. The picture of Tina standing there as she took her robe off, the view of her great legs and thighs, the feeling as I got her almost fully lifted off the ground, the feeling as she sat on my chest smiling and rubbing my hair, the sight of her butt coming down onto my face, the feeling as the pressure grew as she sat there, and then the smile, kiss, and hug at the end. Oh god, it hurt and I really strained but I can’t wait to do it again.
I will be posting Part 2 very shortly. Part 2 contains more trampling and sitting than part 1.
Stepmom Tina enlists Debbie to fully test Dan’s strength. Feel free to e-mail me if you enjoyed the story and would like to hear more.