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I am 18 years old and I have an older sister named Krista
who is 19 years old. I am fairly small for my size and
weigh about 119 pounds. My sister is also fairly small
and stands 5’1 1/2” tall and weighs 104 pounds. She is
a very attractive girl. We clown around alot
considering our age difference and end up wrestling
many times. I do OK for awhile but Krista usually ends
up winning because her weight advantage wears me down.
I found out along time ago, I really would rather lose
since that meant Krista would end up on top of me
either laying, sitting, or standing. It didn’t matter
to me, I just enjoyed having the weight on me. When we
first started, Krista was real gentle. I think she was
afraid of hurting me if she put her weight on me to
hard or for to long. I told her not to worry and over
the months she got alot more relaxed and was alot
harder on me. She would take my breathe away once in
awhile, but she really was not that heavy to hurt
hurt. I was lying on my back in the family room one
day and she came in, walked over to me, straddled my
chest facing my head, and sat down right on my rib
area.

She just smiled and said, “You do like this at times,
don’t you?” “Yeah, why?” “Well, my friend Sam(short
for Samatha) is turning 19 next week and we are having
a birthday party for her. Everybody is bringing or
doing something different for the party. I am thinking
about taking you and letting my friends climb all over
you!” Oh God, am I dreaming or what, is she for real?
This sounds like heaven, getting crushed and smashed
by a group of 19 year old girls. “What do you think?”
asked Krista. “It sounds good to me, do you think any
of the girls will do it like you do?” “I’m sure some
of them will, but many may be afraid to try. I am
concerned abut one thing, there will be about 10 or 12
girls there, and most of them are heavier than me.
Actually one or two of them are much much larger than
me, including Sam.

You’ve seen Sam, haven’t you?” “I don’t remember if I
have or not” I said. “Well she is alot taller and
bigger than me. She is about 5’9” and probably weighs
about 175 pounds.” A chill went down my spine, 175
pounds!!!! that is alot of weight. I had never had
anybody other than Krista on top of me before and had
no idea what it would feel like with that much weight
or if I could even take it. However, the funny thing
was, I really wanted to try and was afraid but not
scared enough to back out or say no. “You look a
little white Kevin boy, and I don’t think it is from
me sitting on you. Does that scare you, 175 pounds? I
am not sure if we should do it or not. If you got
hurt, Mom would really kill me.” said Krista. “I won’t
get hurt, I am tough and it will be fun to see what it
is really like.” “Are you sure you want to try. If you
do, I will work you over alot in the next week so you
start getting used to it.

I will be rougher on you to get you ready for the
extra weight.” said Krista. “OK” With that Krista
started to get up off of me and suddenly dropped her
weight back down onto my chest. It caught me off
guard, she never did that before. She then stood up
and quickly stepped onto my chest and started bouncing
up and down fairly hard. “Well this is probably equal
to 140 pounds, are you sure you want to try another 35
on top of this?” Asked Krista as she continued
bouncing. My ribs were starting to hurt and burn some
but I was loving it!! She got off and said, “Every
chance I get I will HELP you get ready, this will be
fun after all.” I think Krista really enjoys doing
this and this is a great excuse to do it alot. I don’t
care!!! For the next four days Krista sat on me,
walked on me, stood on me, and bounced on me every
chance she got. She even sat on me in front of the
sofa and watched a TV show when Mom was home.

Mom just told her to be careful and not hurt me!! She
was being alot rougher than ever before and I was
really starting to get sore and was even sore in the
morning when I woke up. Krista came into my room the
next day. She was all dressed up and was wearing a red
mini skirt, white blouse, nylons, and high heels. She
walked over to me and said, “I am meeting several of
the girls today about the party then we are going
shopping. This is your last chance to back out if you
think it is to much for you. Once I tell the other
girls, you can’t change your mind. You sure?” “Yep, I
am ready and will be your enterainment for the party.”
I said. “Ok, tell you what, I have a few minutes yet,
lay down by the wall.” I was not sure what she had in
mind, she was all dressed up and had never done it
with anything but bare feet or sneakers before. I went
over and laid down on my back. She walked over to my
side. She looked really great, considering she was my
sister! She placed on foot on my chest and said what
do you think? Can I? Give it a try I said! Tap my leg
if you need me off quickly. At least she does show
some concern. With that, I began to feel weight on my
chest, at first it was no differnet than before and
then all of a sudden I felt the high heel dig in as
the rest of her weight stepped up.

The heel really dug in. She brought the other foot up
and and split her weight. This was really different.
The weight was the same 104 pounds I had always felt,
but as she moved, ever so slightly, the heel dug in
and the pain was intense. I looked up at her, I got a
great view of her legs in the mini skirt and nylons.
She does have nice legs, no wonder so many guys are
calling her all the time. She looked down and smiled
and said, “Well you haven’t tapped yet so I guess I am
not killing you? Does the heels really hurt much?” she
asked. “I am OK, the heels hurt at times but it feels
kinda of nice!” With that she stepped off, which
actually hurt alot as she shifted her weight to get
off, and said, “Well, if you can take that maybe you
will be OK with Sam on you.” Later that day I was in
my bedroom and I heard Krista coming up the steps. She
must be back from the meeting and shopping. But I also
heard other footsteps. She came to my room and had
somebody else with her. “Hi Kevin, this is a Megan.
She is one of the girls for the party and she agreed
to help me test you a little bit more.” I looked at
Megan. She was just about 2 inches taller than my
sister but was much heavier and had much bigger legs
and hips. She was also wearing a fairly short mini
skirt, nylons, and heels.

She really was a nice looking girl though. “Oh really,
I need more testing?” I asked. “Well, the girls
decided to make it a semi formal party so the shoes
you got this morning are going to be the norm, so I
thought maybe we should try it some more to get you
ready.” Said Krista. Megan said, “Krista, he is really
small, there is no way he can hold me. I do weigh alot
more than you.” “Yes, you weigh more than me, but you
still weigh 20 pounds less than Sam and since it is
Sam’s party, he has to be able to hold her. So you can
help warm him up and get him in shape for it.” said
Krista. Wow, I knew Megan was bigger than krista, but
I would never have guessed it was 50 pounds more. Now
she really does look nice considering her weight and
height. She carries it very well, I hope I can carry
it!! Krista asked me to lay down along the wall. I
did. She walked over and placed her foot on my chest
and slowly stepped up onto me. She moved around a few
small steps, looked down at me and winked, and then
stepped off. “See, nothing to it.” Krista said to
Megan. “Sure for a 100 pounder, no problem.” Said
Megan. “It’s OK Megan, you can do it.

You look really good and I want you to step on too.” I
said. “He thinks I look good, does he have an older
brother looking for a date? I could get to really like
him!! Of course, he thinks I look good now, see what
he says when I am on top of him.” said Megan. “Well,
let’s find out, climb up!” said Krista. Megan walked
over to me and just stood beside me looking down. I
was looking up and had a great view. She has large
legs but her thighs are very shapely and don’t look
like there is much fat on them. She is a very solidly
built young lady. Looking down at me she said, “Are
you sure about this? Are you really willing to allow a
155 pound girl wearing 2 1/2 inch high heels with a
spiked heel to step on top of you and stand there?”
Alot of things were going thru my head very quickly
including the thought of backing out but yet out of my
mouth came, “Sure, no problem, besides as cute as you
are, how much can it hurt?” Megan smiled a big smile
and looked at Krista and said, “You know, I am really
starting to like your brother alot.

Let’s just hope he can still say that after I crush
the poor guy!” “Just remember, you are just warming
him up for another 20 pounds, so better to know now
rather than later.” said Krista. With that, Megan
placed her foot on my chest. Even the weight of just
her foot resting was alot more than when Krista did
the same thing. Megan looked down at me, smiled, and
said, good luck! Hit me to get off if needed. With
that the weight started to build. I had a great view
of the under side of her full thigh as she started the
step up. The weight quickly passed the level of
Krista, which was the most I had ever had before. I
could feel my ribs starting to bend in the middle. I
was starting to get scared. I could see Megan had not
even lifted her second foot off the ground yet so I
knew I still had a major increase to go. Suddenly, the
other foot started to lift, my ribs really bent down
and inward, it felt like my ribs were going to touch
my back. I was sure something was going to break. The
heel was really digging in but at this point I didn’t
even care that much about that, I was to scared of
what was going to happen! Suddenly, Megan had both
feet on my chest, the weight shifted and divided onto
two feet, and I realized I was still OK. I was being
crushed, I couldn’t breathe or even come close to
getting a breathe into my lungs under her weight, but
nothing broke and I was still awake.

I looked up and saw Megan’s big legs and thighs. Her
hips were much bigger around than Krista’s so I could
see alot more. She was even wearing red panties under
her pantyhose. Since red is my favorite color, this
was really cool. She shifted her weight some, which
really dug a heel in, in order to see my face. “Are
you OK down there? Your face is really red and I can
feel your ribs bending with each step.” asked Megan. I
tried to say I was OK, but realized I could not get
anything to come out so I just nodded my head. “I
can’t believe he is taking this Krista. Most of the
guys our own age would be yelling and begging at this
point and he is just lying there.

When you move around do you feel his ribs bending
under you?” “No, not really. A little when I bounced
hard up and down but that was it.” said Krista. “Oh
God, if I bounced, you wouldn’t have a brother
anymore. My weight is bending his poor ribs just
standing.” Megan took a few small steps around on my
chest. Her spiked heel was really digging in as she
stepped and my ribs were killing me. Finally she
stepped off. I rolled over and bent up some. She
kneeled down beside me and gave me a hug and kiss and
told me I was the strongest little guy she had ever
met! “He probably doesn’t think I look so cute now.”
said Megan. I had to say something, “Sure you are, and
you are really sweet also.”

I managed to get out but it hurt as I talked and
breathed as my ribs move in and out. My entire chest
felt warm and was sore and tender. “Is there anything
else he is going to have to take from the girls or is
that it?” asked Megan. “That will probably be it, the
only other thing is maybe if they sit on him, I do
that alot.” said Krista. “On his lap or what do you
mean?” asked Megan. “No, I sit on his stomach and
chest alot, and one time I even sat on his head!” said
Krista. “Are you serious, his head? Well, we might as
well test him fully and be safe.” said Megan I saw
Krista getting a small pillow from the corner and
pointed for me to come over to the foot of the bed. I
walked over and laid down with the pillow. “How
exactly do you do it?” asked Megan. Krista just walked
over to my side and turned and sat down gently on my
stomach area. She sat for a few seconds and then slid
upward onto my chest. I could she her legs really well
in the short skirt but my ribs were really aching from
Megan’s walking on them. Krista then smiled at me and
said,

“Take a deep breathe” and then she slid up and sat
sideways right on my face. This was only the second
time she had ever done it and I had almost forgot what
it felt like. She only sat for a few seconds and then
got off of me. Megan came walking over and turned
around and sat on my stomach. She knocked the wind out
of me slightly since she landed alot harder than
Krista had. It may just have been the extra weight and
not on purpose, I don’t know. “I would normally be
afraid to do this that I might be to heavy and hurt
him, but after standing full weight in heels, this
seems simple.” laughed Megan. She sat for about a
minute, Krista asked if anybody was thirsty and she
would get drinks from downstairs. Megan said she was,
and I tried to answer, but with 155 pounds sitting on
my stomach it was not easy to talk. Megan laughed
again and said, “I think he is trying to say yes, I
wonder what the problem is?” as both girls laughed.
Krista said she would be right back. Megan slid upward
onto my chest. It really hurt now with her weight on
and it was really hard to breathe. I had a great view
of the side of her large meaty but firm thigh covered
in tight nylon.

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