Mr. Trample Fantasy
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Sealed Inside pt. 1 by sidsta
🕑 Added 2022-06-02 04:18:44 +0000 UTCVikki had known about Marks facesitting fetish for some time now and often carried out the standard sitting and smothering in the confines of the bedroom. It was on his 25th birthday that she decided to surprise him. They often joked in private conversation about Mark being sat on by the girls and women in the student accommodation. Vikki and Mark rented a 3-bed house in an all-girls school complex that was currently occupied by 4 girl students. This provided the ideal scenario for what Vikki wanted to do for Mark. Having a degree in biochemistry, she was not a dim girl and decided to modify a piece of furniture in her spare time. Her basic idea was to build something to hide Mark inside so he would be unknowingly used as a seat. He had no idea she was doing this for him and probably would never even suggest it. He probably thought she would take the idea the wrong way since she was a very jealous girl. She had however decided to go through with the idea since it was all her own making and he would not exactly be interacting with the girls anyway.
Construction started with a new 3-seater sofa similar to the one in the house at the moment. It took place in the garage where Mark though it was just a replacement sofa that Vikki has sorted out. Day by day she altered the furniture when Mark was on shifts, starting with the removal of the base section. A raised platform was inserted and the block of dense foam was cut and shaped to accept marks body. Various other framework modifications saw that there was plenty of room to fit mark into the base. Next she needed to pack the base with foam so as to not give any indication of the modification when not in use. She removed the 3 cushions from the top and looked at the material where mark would be just beneath. “He’s gonna love this” she muttered as she poked a few holes where his eyes would be. Next she took to the cushion that would be above his face. She had shortened the cushion so the gap between them was directly where mark could see between, then she secured the cushions to the base. All was finished and all she needed now was to spring the surprise on him.
Mark came home from an afternoon shift to find his girlfriend waiting up for him.
“I have a surprise for you I think you’ll like” she said with a wry smile.
Immediately Mark thought it was some sort of facesitting game they were going to play, but little did he know
“Oh yeah? What is it?” he asked
“Follow me and ill show you,” she said heading off to the garage. Mark nearly blew his load listening to the plan that Vikki laid out for him. She showed him the sofa and the modifications made.
“Can we try it out now?” he asked excitedly looking around it.
“Well, we can’t go without a dry run first can we? She said “you may get found out if it doesn’t work” Mark kept repeating that he couldn’t believe it when Vikki pushed the sofa onto its side. On the floor was the base with the foam hanging loosely open on top. “Jump in” Vicki said pointing to the foam. “It may be a bit tight but that’s the only way too fit you in. Tuck your calfs under your thighs and lie face up with your arms at your sides” Mark got into the centre of the base then Vikki approached over him. “Ready?” she said with a smile “time to check my measurements” Mark lay looking up at his girlfriend as she brought the sides of the foam around him. It pushed lightly around with a gap of around 6 inches before both sides met. There was a quiet ratchet sound as Vicki said “this is the snug bit, let me know if it hurts ok?” there was a tightening all around as the foam came closer together. Pretty soon it met in the middle with only an inch covering over his body and face. He could still see though because there were cut outs for his eyes and he lay there watching Vikki busying herself with various other foam pieces. “Nearly done” she said as attached some foam pieces onto his prone body. Next she brought the sofa back over him and lowered it until he was wedged up inside the framework. The foam compressed a little more around him when he heard a muffled “Ok in there?”
“Yep, feels great” Mark answered. “Just a few more things and we’re done,” she said as she moved out of his vision and bent down by the side of him. He heard clicking underneath him and a little jolt. “There, now only the cushions left” Mark lay on his back, close to the floor and packed in foam. Above him was his girlfriend, who was not only very attractive but was helping his fantasy and fetish, come true. He looked up at the garage ceiling through a material that was concealing the foam he was in and was amazed at how clearly he could see. He looked up at Vikki as she placed 2 cushions over his mid section and stomach. His cock was rock hard because she looked like she was ignoring him on purpose as she sewed the cushions in place. He came out of his trance when she said “I needed to put these on with you inside so I could get the gap right.”
“Oh, ok” he said as she placed a cushion onto his face. He could feel her pressing down lightly as she moved it around and he found himself looking straight up between a gap in the cushions of around ½ an inch. “Can you still see?” she asked standing up to look how they were spaced. If he can see then that’s a perfect fit she thought.
“Yes” came the reply. Marks field of view narrowed slightly but he could see Vikki stood above him looking up and down the sofa. He could see her knees slightly parted just touching the side of the sofa, the underside of her breasts and then up to her chin. She had jeans and t-shirt on but she never looked more attractive or dominating standing directly above him. Mark was about to shoot his load just at the sight of his girlfriend stood above him like this let alone anything else. Within a few minutes the other cushion was secured and Vikki stood back to admire her work.
“Well you’d never guess anyone was inside that,” she said triumphantly. “How does it feel and can you see?”
“Fantastic, I can see quite a bit. Surprising really, quick try it out” came Marks excited reply
Vikki, getting into the part immediately ignored his request and stated, “I needed to sit down after all that work”
Mark watched her approach the sofa all the time looking directly at him smiling. He stayed silent, also getting into the part of being the sofa. She stood above him nudging the sofa with her knees as she turned around. Mark looked straight up at his girlfriend, the cushion above his face scrunching slightly as she turned around. Vikki thought, well I’ll just drop onto him to see his response and if I can feel anything then it’s all off. Mark watched as she stood briefly. Her legs together above him, her lovely ass and long hair in view, then she dropped.
Vikki dropped onto the sofa and to her surprise didn’t feel a thing. She wondered what Mark felt underneath her but thought she would sit a little longer before moving up and down the sofa. She bounced up a bit then shifted her weight so she shuffled down the sofa and fair play to Mark he didn’t make a sound. When she dropped, Marks face was smashed into the foam behind his head and the foam all around his head compressed in an instant. The cushion on his face pressed hard onto his features and the movement was so quick then so still that it took him a bit by surprise. It didn’t hurt as much as he thought and breathing was difficult but ok. The foam let in a little air as she sat completely still, and he stayed silent playing his part as her seat as she sat quite comfortably above him. He couldn’t see anything until the pressure moved above him onto his midriff and then onto his thighs and the cushions parted a little. He looked up at her as side as she shifted her weight down the sofa then stood up.
“Well? She said
“Perfect, everything’s perfect” came the reply “You?” asked Mark
“Didn’t feel a thing”
“Well let’s get you out and sort out a plan of action for this idea of mine” she said to Mark, as he lay there with the hardest erection of his life raging on.
It was 2 weeks before the next experience with the sofa and this would be something else. Mark had been seeing another girl on and off for a couple of months behind Vikki’s back and a slip up with a test message let Vikki in on the fact. It was one of the girls in their rented house. Now Vikki being the jealous type was overcome by rage looked for revenge straight away but she wasn’t to confront Mark about it until she had him where she wanted him. She kept up the façade of the loving girlfriend, all the while hating the sight of him until he provoked her train of thought. When he pressed her about the sofa plan she immediately agreed and sorted out a date for the sofa switch. Now Mark being oblivious to the knowledge that Vikki possessed, was genuinely excited by this and couldn’t wait. Vikki on the other hand had a much nastier plan. Her rage building in the run up to the sofa switch she couldn’t wait either but for a different reason. On the day in question (Saturday) it was agreed that the 4 girls in the house be out so repairs could be carried out. What mark didn’t know was, another 2 girls were moving in that day to take the total to 6 and also compliment Vikki’s plan. Also he was in for a big shock.
Mark opened his eyes on that Saturday morning and immediately remembered the plan. He was going to be in that house with his “other” girlfriend Michelle, using him as a seat for the day. Normally this would bring an erection straight away but strangely nothing happened. He tried to get up but couldn’t move. He worryingly looked around the bedroom realising he couldn’t even move his head. What the hell was going on? I’m paralysed he thought as Vikki strolled in from the bathroom and calmly walked up to Mark. Who the fuck is Michelle? She asked Mark tried to answer but couldn’t move his mouth. Even his tongue was still. “Doesn’t matter, I don’t particularly care any more.” She said dismissing his plight
“I don’t care about you, us or whatever we may have had,” she calmly stated as she pulled the sheets off Mark “oh, you’re probably wondering what the hell is going on right? Well I slipped you something from the lab last night. Don’t worry, the muscles and organs that currently work are the vitals so you’ll be fine.”
“Let me explain, you’re in a sort of conscious coma, your wake and aware but completely immobile, you hardly need to breath, but you do though” she said with a wink.
“Its not what I’ve done that’s going to hurt you” she said spreading the bed sheets onto the floor, “Ill leave that to, oh I don’t know, your girlfriend and her mates?”
Marks mind was in a spin, he couldn’t argue, shit, he could only just about blink. How did she find out? What the hell was she doing? What HAD she done? What did she mean Michelle and her friends? While Mark was thinking, she pulled him off the bed and onto the floor and he collapsed in an uncomfortable heap on the bed sheet. Still talking as she pulled him out of the bedroom, “I got the text you were supposed to send Michelle” she said as she stopped at the top of the stairs. “Can’t wait to see you tonight, you sexy minx. Was that it? Ring any bells?” Mark was dragged down the stairs, through the kitchen and into the garage and that’s when it hit him. He would have been shaking if he could, but instead just stared wide-eyed in utter confusion at what was going on. “Here we are” Vikki said as she turned Mark over. He limply fell onto his back and looked straight up at the ceiling. “You know, I wasn’t sure what to do when I found out” she said as she walked away to the far wall and began pulling the sofa out. “Then it hit me. I’ll be honest my first reaction, I wanted to bloody kill you, but I had a better idea”. She pulled the sofa alongside Mark then stopped for a breath. “I planned this for you to make you happy. Now, It’ll make me happy.” Mark was panicking. Lying on his back, eyes darting around until they fell upon the sofa. She continued, “you see, we had this planned for today, but I’ve changed my mind. What if you were in here permanently?” marks eyes widened still. They had a mixture fear and excitement in them. She wouldn’t would she? Holy shit what’s going on he thought.
“What a convenient way to never see you again.” She said as she knelt down next to marks head.
“If you get found people will think your some sort of sick pervert, if not then who cares. Perfect”
As she was revealing this to mark she turned to the sofa base and pulled it out. Mark could only see her back and her ass was right by his head as she fidgeted then she stood up without saying a word. “Don’t worry Mark I’ll tell everyone you’ve gone away”. Vikki of course knew it was only for a month because his condition can only last for 6 - 8 weeks without permanent effects. She just wanted to scare the hell out of him. Who could he tell anyway? She busied herself getting mark into position on the base. She found it hard going getting him into position but once he was on, packing him in was easy. Mark lay there terrified. He looked up at Vikki as she pushed the foam around him then worked the ratchets. He could feel everything tightening as she continued her narration. “You see, no bodily functions required, your breathing is hardly noticeable and your pulse at 6bpm. If it wasn’t for your eyes you’d think your dead” She pulled harder on the ratchets closing him inside the foam. “I know you can hear me in there” she said as the sofa was lowered down. “Might be a bit snug because I had to pack in extra foam for your longer stay. Wouldn’t want you to become an uncomfortable couch would we?” Mark then felt compression tighten around his legs as she pressed the sofa down onto him. He could see through the cushion gap she was kneeling on the sofa cushions to push it down working her way towards his face. She looked directly down at him before she knelt on the cushion over his head. Then lifted her knees onto the cushion squashing it down hard and sealing him in. when she stood up the pressure was far greater than before and mark was compressed tightly into the seating foam. He heard the clicks below him sealing the base to the top then she announced “All done. How does it feel now you shit? You had better get used to it, its your new home” Mark lay packed inside the couch unable to move, more scared than he was excited. He could die in here and that scared him. He didn’t want to die. Why the hell did she go through with this crazy idea?
“Suppose your wondering why I chose to do this?” said Vikki as she moved around the couch examining it. “Well it was an easy choice. I want you to become nothing. It’s a bit like being buried alive and I know you hate that. No one to help you, stuck inside here with no way of escaping. Sure I thought about the fun you may have in there and I didn’t like it. I don’t want you enjoying yourself but think of this.”
She came around the front and knelt in front of the couch looking down the gap in the cushions “I’m delivering you to that house we rent to your poxy girlfriend and her mates. Oh, and there’s now six of them so if you thought it would be fun think again. They think you’re a fucking couch for Christ’s sake. Do you think you’ll get any let up? You might actually suffocate to death, if you’re lucky”
All the time she was laying this out, Mark lay in the sofa looking up through the cushion gap at his once girlfriend. He had hoped it was a joke but it wasn’t. He started thinking about the enormity of what she had done. Drugged him, and sealed him inside a sofa to probably die. He was scared shitless. Excitement had gone and all he could do was listen to her rambling on from his confines. Vikki stood up, grabbed her mobile from her pocket and absently said “Oh well, lets get this sofa delivered” She punched in some numbers and Mark heard
“Michelle? That sofa is here now. Are any of the girls with you? Good. Yeah it is heavy so if you could all give me a hand that would be great” 5 minutes? That’s great, see you then bye”.
She turned her phone off then approached the sofa. She could see no tell tale signs of Mark being inside. She had done a great job. It looked perfectly normal and she knew Mark was probably watching and listening to her. She would go get him in a month, he should be fine but this will teach the prick a lesson. After the initial enjoyment that she suspected he would get, he would then be going crazy with the confinement and the new life he has, if you can call it a life that is. She turned quickly and sat right in the middle of the couch. They will never know she thought. She pushed at the corners and sides of the cushions to see if there were any gaps. Nope. Nothing. She stood as quickly as she sat and said
“Mark? The other 2 sofas have been removed from the house so this and the single chair are the only seats they have for now, what a shame. Where are they all gonna sit?” She mocked as she walked towards the garage. She rolled up the door as the flatbed pulled into the drive. She hurried back to the couch and whispered
“Take a good look, you’ll never see the outside world again” then turned and shouted to the girls to come and grab an end.
The girls piled into the garage and approached the sofa.
“Bet your glad of somewhere to sit,” piped in Vikki and Mark knew this was directed at him.
“Too right” came one reply
“Won’t know ourselves” came another
“Have to take turns,” said another and there was some laughter
Mark felt jostling movements and heard giggles and comments from the girls as they lifted the sofa.
“Christ this is heavy”
“Come on stop messing around”
“You’re not lifting”
Mark couldn’t believe what was happening. He could see some of the girls as they moved around. Michelle was with them and Mark could see her at the top of the sofa by his head. She looked at him a few times and saw only the sofa. The other girls paid no attention either as they manhandled the sofa towards the truck. Vikki positioned herself so Mark could see her during the pickup and grinned. She was letting this happen. Fuck! What is she doing? Mark thought. The girls have no idea what’s really going on and Vikki’s standing by and letting these girls take me to their house, trapped in their couch. This is getting serious thought Mark. Any moment now they will let me out and laugh at how pathetic I look in my situation. Mark felt the motion of being lifted and moved and they inched him closer to the truck. Marks mind raced, please someone do something. It’s me here. I’m trapped inside. Closer and closer to the truck he moved. He could see some of the girl’s faces. God they were pretty. Especially Michelle but he would probably never see her properly again. They had one goal, to get this sofa to their house and Mark with it.
“Give us a hand Vikki” came a call
“Can’t I’ll just get in the way anyway” came the response
“You can supervise Vik” came another request
Vikki watched as the girls heaved the sofa onto the back of the truck. There was a slight drizzle so they decided covered it with plastic sheeting. She watched as 2 of the girls pulled out some sheeting and proceeded to push it tightly into the cushions and tucked it into the sides packing the sofa tight. “I’m not sitting on a wet sofa” came one girls comment. 1 or 2 of the girls knelt on the sofa as they sealed the sheeting in and Vikki wondered what Mark must be feeling now. Scared she thought. Real scared. He knows its really happening now she thought with a grin. With a “cheerio” the girls were gone taking Mark with them. I’ll see him tonight she thought as she turned and locked the garage.
“Looks like the old one a bit”
Mark slid onto the flatbed with a bump. There were various comments about the sofa getting wet then mark saw something that confirmed that he was really leaving, that this was no joke.
“I’m not sitting on a wet sofa. Get the plastic to cover it,” one of them said. Mark watched as a clear plastic was placed over his viewpoint. Michelle’s face appeared above him, and concentrating she smoothed then pressed the plastic down onto his face cushion with her hands tucking it into the sides. Her face was merely inches from his and she had no idea. There was a great pressure on his legs and chest as 2 girls knelt on him to put the plastic over the back and then tucked it tightly into the cushion sides. There were hands pushing and prodding him until the plastic was tightly in place. He looked up at there wonderful forms. They are all typical students with nice figures and pretty faces. There hands, faces and legs within inches from him yet they had no idea he was there. Soon the movement stopped and the truck started. He heard Vikki say cheerio and then he resigned himself to the fact he was off to his new home.
The world whizzed by above Marks prone shape until they came to a stop. The engine switched off and a car pulled up behind. Girls got out of the cab and then the car. Mark felt the flatbed bounce with the girls climbing on top and heard various comments about how to get it inside. He was now more worried than ever, they really had no idea.
“Ready? Slide it along then we’ll lift it off”
“Ok”
“Go”
Mark felt movement as he was pushed to the edge then a little wobble then a bump to the ground. He looked up through the cushion gap and plastic to see 3 girls at each end way above his vantage point getting ready to lift again. He could see the bumps of their breasts from below and the underside of their chins as the moved around. He occasionally caught a glimpse of their legs, midriff and ass’s when they moved around the front of the couch.
“In one go ok?”
“Right, enough messing around lets get it in”
“Ready? Go”
Mark could see the girls giggling with effort as they passed through the hallway and the soft jiggling of their breasts as they moved the sofa.
“Keep going, don’t stop” they were bumping into things as they entered the sitting room. The girls entered the room with the sofa and plonked it down in the middle.
“Where shall we put it?”
“In front of the TV?”
“Sounds good to me”
“That’s where the last one was anyway”
They heaved it against the wall opposite the TV and Michelle and Sarah carefully removed the plastic.
“Well that’s better, somewhere for us to sit at last,” said Amy
“Took long enough mind, looks nice though,” said Sarah smoothing the cushions
“Lets try it out then is it?” asked Shelley just as Michelle and Amy flopped onto the couch, quickly joined by Shelley, jostling as they turned on the TV.
“Comfy mind” noted Shelley giving a bounce
“Hmm nice” said Amy pushing the cushions down
“You can budge up a bit in a minute,” said Sarah.
They sat on the sofa as Rhianne and Sophie took the flatbed back and Sarah made herself a drink.
“What’s going on tonight then?” asked Amy
“Shity weather and no money. Looks like a night in” said Sarah.
“Who’s coming around?”
“Don’t know, the usual I think”.
“Isn’t Vikki coming over?” asked Michelle
“She said she was and bringing Kelly and Rachel with her”
“What are we gonna do though”
“Get drunk”
They all laughed at this as Sarah entered and forced the other girls to let her sit on the new couch.
“Come on my turn. The chair is free Amy; make room.”
Mark looked up at the faces around him wondering if what was happening was real. He had just been shoved against the wall opposite the TV and Michelle and Sarah approached. They removed the plastic as Mark looked up at their unknowing faces. His mind raced with thoughts of excitement and fear. There was idle chatter as he took in his new surroundings. He could see the girls in their tight fitting clothes moving around above him, not knowing he was lying there looking up at them. He could make out most of the front room, the kitchen and front door entrances, the coffee table in the middle of the room and the TV about 8 feet in front of him. His eyes were darting around at 2 figures above him as they moved the sofa around tugging at the plastic. There were comments on how nice it looked and he could see the shorts of Sarah as she run her hand over his face cushion. They were orange cycling shorts, tight fitting showing her fantastic curves. Her gaze locked on him for a second as she approached and he heard her say
“Nice though” as she ran her hand over where his face was smoothing, the cushions then moved on to the rest of the couch. Her legs bumped his cushion as she turned away and Mark saw Amy and Michelle approaching as if they were going to sit and he stared up worryingly
They turned around showing Mark their lovely ass’s and legs. He heard Shelley say, “let’s try” as he was looking at the ass and legs of Amy as they parted slightly at her crotch. The creases below her cheeks opened as she bent forward quickly above him then everything was blotted out by a huge compression. They would never consciously do this to him. Hell he had dreamed of it but never actually thought it would happen. They just sat on him as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. Once they were seated, all went quiet and dark. There was some movement on his legs then that was quickly pressed down into the seating foam. There were a couple of bounces, his chest and belly was then compressed down, then all was still again. His face and body was compressed deep into the foam from all angles. A little later more pressure was added as someone else sat down then all was still. He was pinned hopelessly by the unforgiving pressure from above. The cushions and the foam he was encased in, met together to completely envelope Mark under the girl’s relentless weight. He had never felt anything like this before and wondered how long he could stay like this. How long would THEY stay like this? The girls had no idea they were squashing him into the foam. The crushing of the surrounding material was unrelenting Vikki knew what she was doing when she added more foam to his prison. The result was an encasement that acted like the original seating foam. The pressure was not only from above, but also from all around. It gave way when sat on and sprang back into shape when released, with Mark along with it. There’s no difference to the original couch at all and the girls certainly wouldn’t know any different. He was cocooned inside a foam prison being unknowingly squashed and compressed over and over. He lay there as the girls sat on him squashing his body from all angles, his features contorted as his head was pushed deep into the foam below him by the ass above. His arms and legs were pinned under foam, which seemed to yield to every inch of his body. He felt his body pushed down around 6 inches from its original position as they pressed down, bouncing and chatting above him. This was not exciting at all. He couldn’t call out, move or anything and wondered how long before he needed to breath again.
He suddenly caught a glimpse of light as Amy shifted her weight and the cushions pulled apart. Mark was looking with one eye straight up from under her crotch. From between her legs he could see the edges of her inner thighs as they parted slightly over his face. Just beyond he could see the underside of her breasts and the bottom of her chin. The black material of her trousers, pulled tight under the strain of her flesh as she altered her seating. Marks view was hindered more as the black crushing material above him, shifted forward very slightly and now he was staring straight at the underside of her crotch.Mark could just about make out Sarah mouthing something from between Amy’s thighs but couldn’t make out what because most of his face was now squashed under her ass and thighs. The pressure suddenly lifted and his head sprang back to its original position. Looking straight up again, he could see Amy’s ass moving away and Sarah glancing down at him. Sitting on his chest was Shelley and she shifted allowing Sarah to sit down. Sarah turned to position herself ready to sit. Mark looked up at her flawless skin and the shorts that were so tight there was a clear 1-inch gap at her crotch where here legs parted. He could see under the back of her loose t-shirt to the clasp on the back of her bra as it all dropped.
Sophie and Rhianne returned from taking the flatbed back to find the rest of the girls in the sitting room watching TV.
“What time is it now? You 2 took your time” asked Sarah
“2, and the traffics a nightmare”
“What’s going on this afternoon?”
“Don’t know” said Rhianne taking the wet coats to the porch. Returning to the front room she said
“Shift up then, there’s plenty of room.”
“You can’t fit 5 on here, use the chair”
“Sophie’s got it, come on shift up, I did take the truck back” with that there was a mighty squash up as they slotted Rhianne onto the couch.
“Could go shopping if you fancied it,” said Amy
“What in this? Yeah right it’s pissing down”
Phone rang as the discussion continued and Shelley and Sarah got up from the sofa and raced to answer it as the other girls spread out. Sarah got there first and grabbed the handset
“Hello? Oh hi Vikki. Games? No we’re not doing anything. Yeah, ok I’ll ask them”
Cupping a hand over the handset she asked
“Vikki said she’s got a couple of games to bring down if we want them. What’s their names are coming with her too”
“Who?”
“You know, Rachel and the other girl”
“Kelly?”
“Yeah that’s her she’ll be down in five if we want”
“Something to do I suppose”
“Yeah sounds ok” came a general response. Bringing the phone back to her ear “Ok see you in 5”
“Come on then make room,” stated Shelley as the seated girls groaned and wiggled around to fit Shelley and Sarah back on the couch.
Only 10 minutes had passed as they talked about girly topics sitting on their unknowing prisoner, swapping places without a single thought to what was really going on underneath them. Sometimes 3 girls sat on the couch and sometimes 5 and Mark was becoming hopelessly squashed in his foam cocoon. The foam moulded itself to his every feature the longer the girls sat, pressing him into the firm material. At last count, 4 girls were sitting on the couch and the excitement he anticipated was all but gone as he looked up at the unmoving material pressing hard onto his face. He heard muffled sounds as his head was released from its hold deep within the couch and his head bounced up. The pressure on his body increased pushing him so hard into the surrounding foam he was sure he was going to be permanently moulded into the foam. The material above his face lifted and slid onto his upper chest then pressed down hard as he looked up at the track-suited legs of Shelly. Still overlapping his face was the thigh of Sarah and he could see the swell of her leg as her weight pressed onto the cushion causing it to spread. There was little room for shelly as she stood above him talking to the girls. He had always liked the look of her in those tight pink bottoms. How the soft material hugged her every curve, highlighting the flare of her hips. Now she was stood above him ready to lower those curves onto him as he lay there with all but part of his head covered completely by female thighs and ass. He didn’t expect the kind of unforgiving force generated by girls when they simply sat. He had seen girls flopping onto seats before but never really thought about the pressure involved when they sat, not caring what was under them. Mark saw a pink blur turn and drop in one movement and his head was forced quickly back into the foam again. This time there was no adjustment and no movement. All light was gone and sound was very faint. He was completely enveloped by his soft crushing prison and pressure was immense. 5 girls weighing around 60Kg’s each were forcing him deep into his pliable prison and they had no idea they were doing it. What was going on he thought. This isn’t fun at all. They think I’m a seat and nothing else. What about my life, my family and friends, what if I get thrown away, someone’s bound to… He wondered about this as the girls kept their unknowing prisoner squashed tightly in the foam. God they’re heavy he thought as the pressure stayed completely still and this was only going on for about 5 minutes, max. Vikki must know about the questions that will be raised, then he realised. He said he would be working away for a little while but never confirmed dates with anyone. She’s covered herself he thought. She’s going to use that as her alibi. Just as fear rose in him about being permanently sealed inside his tomb his head and chest bounced up as 2 of the girls got up. He immediately heard Vikki’s voice along with Kelly and Rachael’s. Both girls are by no means fat but well proportioned, a little larger than the other girls with ample breasts and plump thighs and ass. Vikki's come to let me out Mark thought. The 3 other girls released the other half of his body from its squeezing grasp and walked away as he franticly tried to catch Vikki's gaze.
