Swimming Pool Party Trample

I have always been into trampling by beautiful girls or women. When I  was a small boy, I use to slip my hand and fingers into places to get  them stepped on. Now that I am grown, I still love a woman or teenager  standing on my hand and fingers and always find a way to have this  happen.
My daughters go to an all girl school and the school just had a big  swimming party at their pool and invited another all girl school to  attend for food and fun. They have been doing some construction and the  ground is very torn up so they have big tarps all over the ground to  protect the grass and give it time to grow. I saw this and thought about  all those great looking teenagers stomping around and decided that I  could slip out to the pool one night before the party and dig out a hole  big enough for me to crawl in. I actually got the idea from one of the  stories on this site. I went out about 2 in the morning and dug a hole  large enough for me to slip into trying to keep it level with the ground  so no one would notice. The ground is real wavy as it has not been  leveled yet so I know no one would notice. I surveyed the area and  decided the best place for me to get the most trampling would be under  the buffet tent that had been set up. My wife was going to help as this  was going to be an all day and spend the night, come and go affair.  There would be over 150 teenagers at the party. She had already told me  that I should go and see my parents out of town as she would be there  most of the time to help. The night before the party was to start at 9  am the next morning, I left my house with my wife thinking I was going  out of town. I slipped into the hole I had had dug and waited all night.  I fell asleep and was awaken by the noise of people laughing and foot  steps coming toward me. These were the moms coming to set up the food  area for breakfast. I listened closely and picked out my wife in the  group. I was committed now and began to get very excited.

The women started setting up the food and I started getting trampled.  One lady about 140 lbs was standing on me and another woman walked up  and stood right on my face. I realized it was my wife standing on my  face. She was barefoot and just stood there shifting her weight from  foot to foot. My wife was laughing and talking and she can talk forever.  She was crushing my nose and would grind her feet. The other lady was  on my chest with somekind of boots and another lady walks up and steps  on my stomach. She was barefoot and must have weighed about 150lbs. They  stood there forever and just talked. Finally, they walked off and other  women would step on me getting ready for the kids to arrive. I heard in  the distance what appeared to be busses and realized the kids were  arriving. It was at this time, I begin to consider that maybe I had bit  off more than I could chew. I sure had a hard time breathing with just a  few women on me and now I hoped that there would not be too many girls  on me at one time. I was soon to find out that being under many girls  can turn into hell real quickly. As the girls unloaded from the busses,  they went to the restrooms and begin to undress. Then I heard my wife  announce that food was ready and come and get it. All of a sudden a roar  started which was all the girls running to to the tent. They started  coming into the tent and stepping all over me. The line started moving  over me and the girls were jumping up and down and giggling and the  noise was unbelievable. I had 7-10 girls on me at all times. My nose was  being crushed and I could not turn my head fast enough as one would  step off me another was on me. I had my arms stretched out and there was  a double line that curved at the end so more kids could get under the  tent. My finers and hand were being constantly crushed and the pain was  incredible. Finally the line begin to thin out as all the girls had come  through the line. All morning long , there was always some girls  standing on me picking at the food. I never realized that the girls  would jump and stomp so much, but when you get a bunch of teenage girls  together, they get very rowdy. I heard comments like how the ground they  were standing on was mushy and that would be followed by everyone  stomping me. I had a very hard time breathing with all of them on top of  me. I begin to wish I had thought this out because I did not know how  much I could take. I was horrified when I begin to hear rain and  realized that the life guards were making the kids get out of the pool. I  heard them say to go to the buffet tent to wait, The tent was quite  large and could hold a lot of kids. They begin to pile in and many  started standing on top of me. I was actually being crushed by all these  girls. They were just standing on me shifting there feet and moving  around on top of me and my hands and fingers were being crushed. My face  felt like it was going to explode! I had place a small piece of plywood  across my groin area to protect my balls and all of sudden it shifted  and slipped off. One of the girls stepped directly on my nuts and was  grinding them with no mercy. I begin to scream the best I could as some  girl was standing directly on my mouth and I could not make much noise.  Thank god I had placed a metal collar on my throat so I did not have to  worry about a broken neck. The noise was so loud with all the talking  and laughing that no one could hear me. They cranked up the music and  all the girls started dancing in place and jumping. I panic thinking I  was surely about to die because I could not breathe and had never  thought about this much weight being on me. I felt a rib break under the  weight and started to pray that this would end. After what seemed like  hours, they let them back in the pool. I spent the rest of the time  being trampled at meal times and by the people that came up for snacks .  When it all ended and everyone left, I crawled out and hurt so bad. My  face looked horrible and my nose was broken in several places and my  lips were like mush. I had a lot of explaining to do when I got home and  made up the story that a gang had beaten me up on the way home. My wife  believed it and I though how she had been the first to grind and break  my nose. My wife says they will have another party at the end of the  summer, but I am not sure I want to pick under the buffet tent again.  This is a true story and all I have to close with is some advice. Be  prepared for the worse pain in your life if you decide to do something  like this as there is no turning back once you crawl under and they  arrive. Its a done deal!!!