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Creating The Fattest Crusher.



Chapter 1



I am a person who likes to feel the weight of a large person on top of me. From a very early child years I liked the feeling of having my belly button pushed in close to the spine. Reverse bear hug is the ultimate method but there are many various methods of achieving this I find equally good. There are many things I do not like done in the process of compressing my abdomen.

I enjoyed feeling weight on my chest so long as it does not affect my ability to breath. Does that mean I have a low weight limit on the chest? The first time I had human weight on my chest was at the age of six when I was light for my age at 40 pounds (18.1 Kilograms) had a 14 year old bully who was heavy for is age at 5 foot 3 inches tall was 118 pounds (almost 8.5 stone) sat on my chest because I would not share my toy train with him. He sat centred over the rib cage lightly bouncing with his soft butt. There was no way I was giving him the train; not because I did not want him to have it but solely the fact he would have got off my chest.

This is not a domination thing as it is the pressure on me I enjoyed. If the other person wanted to order me around and hurt me just to see me suffer I would climb out of the crush and leave them. Even if they were 3 times my weight I could get out of the crush. Okay at the age of 6 I never had to escape as it was remaining under the weight I had to work on.

At school on the field I also got my belly sat on by a 13-year-old Second Former. He was held back a year as his marks were not good enough to go to High School. He was the biggest kid in Primary School so he was the head bully. At 110 pounds he was close to the size of the 14 year old. I did enjoy the belly sitting right up to the moment the Duty Teacher turned up and ordered him off. By the time the teacher arrived I wanted more weight on top of my stomach and probably some on to chest sit me.

I remember the incident fondly as the verbal abuse was drowned out by the wonderful pressure on my midriff. I was already using the wooden bunk beds in the workmen shed to squash my belly at home on the farm. But this live weight was superior in every way. His bottom was not flabby like the 14-year-old feeling the changing of highest pressure point changed as his rump was tensed up gave it joy by the randomness.

The ability to get people to initialise a crush on me did not exist in me so I was almost twenty when I got the next heavy crushing from a person. I had used equipment including cars to put weight on my guts but it was in an Ohakune Pub when some guy randomly threatened to sit on me if I did not stop talking about birthing lambs. I looked at the guy and he was 5 foot 3 inches around the midsections.

“Yes Please”, rolled through my head. This was followed by panic that I might mess this up and miss out.

“I think I can handle that”, I said out allowed to him.

The crowed reacted and suddenly I realised this was not private. I could not let it be public knowledge that it was deep desire to have this persons weight compressing my innards. He nodded and suddenly I was grabbed from behind and laid along the bar facing up. He climbed up and crawled along the bar top until he was over my body. He looked at the crowed who were edging him on.

To my disappointment he partially missed my midsection and some of his weight was on my hipbone. It was a lot of weight that I later found out was about 270 pounds (122 kilograms). With his arms behind him he lifted his butt scooted alone a couple inches and dumped his full weight on my soft zone. The weight compressed my stomach about half way in and the bar patrons reacted as if they felt pain.

This was not the first time this guy had done this in the bar and apparently the record by a body builder was 140 seconds. Most guys were screaming for Mersey in less than ten seconds.

“Are you still under there?” He asked at the 30-second mark. “Do you have any stomach muscles? I cannot feel any fight in there.”

I thought about what he said wondering why would I end the white-hot crushing my innards were being given but remembered it was not normal to enjoy it. I flexed my abdominal muscles and lifted him to full belly extension. It was easy to support the weight but it lacked the white-hot crush sensations that I was enjoying moments earlier.

“Are there are the muscles,” he said. “Tough lot they are.”

I think he was impressed with the ease I lifted him with the muscles. I let him sink into my guts as deep as his weight could push in.

“Hand enough aye? Want to yield do you?” He taunted.

“Still good,” I replied.

He did not lower his legs down the sides of the bar but kept his weight on his butt. The crowd was watching expecting me to yield when suddenly a count down from ten started. When the crowd got to zero a new record was called out. At the 5 minute mark the crowd started to loose interest as they come for drinking and socialising. This big dude kept sitting on top of me, as he wanted a submission from me.

I was in heaven; my innards were settling and sinking, he was sitting deeper in my abdominal cavity. There were some 10-second gaps where the crush sensation was immense but I would resettle to a white-hot crush.

The 30-minute mark someone in the bar said, “He is still going”.

The crowd was back and interested so this guy was going to end it by bouncing on my stomach. This was difficult in the sitting position so after a few he stopped. He placed his hands under his butt that over hanged my body working out he was almost sitting on the bar. I pushed again with my Rectus Abdominis; lifting him up but not fully with a quick partial release. I pushed up most of the way again and partially released pushing up again and allowing it to sink to flattened again.

“Still good.” I said knowing he knew he was bested. “Get someone to sit on your shoulder.” I suggested.

“No you win.” He said.

My heart sank, as it was over. This was the greatest 30 minutes in my life up to then. He climbed down and I sat up on the bar. I felt a hand on my forearm and I turned and saw a stunning blue-eyed brunet attached to the hand.

“So what do you do for a job,” she asked.

“I control the wild horses in the Kimanawa Ranges.”

“You control wild horses, that is what?” She asked.

“I catch and break wild horses when somebody wants one otherwise I keep the numbers down.” I replied. “I control the possum population too.”

“You kill horses and possum then. What do you do with the carcases when you killed them?” She asked. I was not sure she was interested the answer.

“I load them into the back of my Land Rover and take them to a buyer.” I answered leaving out details of the winch I used.

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Part 2 of Chapter 1

“Horses are heavy, how do you lift them up?” she asked. I realised she was not looking for holes in my story but genuinely interested me.

I asked her to come out and look at the Land Rover as it was easier to show than explain. She agreed to come out and when she saw the complex hoist of cables, pulleys and hydraulics rams. She spot a ring that went around the mask and cables with a plate on it.

“What is that for? It does not lift.” She asked.

This girl had clues as most people look at the rig and not see it was for a separate purpose.

I lied saying, “It stabilises the cable to control the load.”

This girl showed she was too clued up to accept that lie. The questions were going to expose the truth so I admitted the purpose of the extra gear.

“I stand between the braces against the upright with the plate over the stomach. When the plate sits on my uncompressed stomach it pulls the cable on the other side against the tower. With the harness around the horses body I operate the 10 ton hydraulic jack which moves these cables causing the horse weight on this cable. This pulled that cable vertical pulling the plate into my guts.”

“Horses are 500 kilograms but that is on the second cable so there is 250 kilograms on the cable length pressing the plate into your stomach. The length of the steal ring sets how deep the plate goes into your belly.” She said nodding at what she was saying.

She was very clued up girl and amazingly she was not disgusted in what she figured out about me. I went for a subject change.

“Hi my name is Paul,” I said.

“Tracy” she said to me. “How long do you go with the weight on your belly?” she asked.

“It is not quite that simple because I can place clothing between the plate and my stomach increasing the depth of the crush.” I said seeing her awe in how simple it was to adjust the crush. “The heaviest horse I had was 1234 pounds (560 kilograms but the imperial measurement sounded better) with just this for packing I went the whole night. These winter nights are cold to be outside standing on the spot so it the night that stops me at 1 hour mark. I pack it up so it is almost to my spine.”

That is when she asked for a go in the crushing plate.

“I have no heavy objects to put in the harness.” I said to Tracy.

“Hook it to the chasses. Pump the load on,” she said.

“Lets leave the car park and go down to the river bank to do this.” I said starring into her eyes.

“Give me the keys,” Tracy words surprised me.

She drove to what was her place; parked in the tractor shed, backed up to her Land Rover. She lifted the rear end of it with the winch and put it down again. She then climbed into the crushing spot got me to pack the plate belly gap with clothing until no more fitted. Her abs was rock hard when my hand brushed then while squeezing the packing in.

I could not help myself and I placed hands on her rib cage. She was warm and her breathing was slow and steady.

“Not yet. After we done this we can romp.”

I could not believe her words. She reached the jack handle and started pumping. The back of my Land Rover sank and hers left the ground. The cable length that the ring pulled on remained bent and did not straightened in the slightest. She had so much packing that if her abdominal muscle failed it would crush her. I was worried for her.

“Stand on the back of my land rover.” She instructed.

I jumped over knowing she had hundreds of kilograms on her guts. I was puzzled how this was happening but 15 seconds later I felt her Land Rover drop. I thought her innards had collapsed but when I looked at her she had a big smile on her face. She had released the hydraulic pump and waved me over. I looked at her in awe when I reached her and she asked me to pull the packing out.

She sucked her stomach in very deep and I started sliding some packing out. I had my hand between her skin and the packing; it was feeling how concave this stomach was with the back of my hand, I could feel what I thought was her spine. Suddenly I assumed was my tickling from the fondling she suddenly flexed her Rectus Abdominis crushing my hand. I felt the full power of her muscles and it was massive.

She was shocked as this was not intended and she saw the pain I was in. “Sorry I can be ticklish.” She apologised sucking her stomach in.

I pulled the rest of the packing out and she slide out of the plate. While still standing on the deck I kneeled down lifted her shirt up and sensually licked her abdomin.

“Lets go inside the house,” she said.

I just nodded with a smile on my face.

“How did you get to the pub? Do you have a car down there?” I asked.

“I walked down.” She replied. I knew she would keep surprising me.

The sex went for the whole night. I slept in thinking everyone did that on a Saturday morning. I heard clanking noises next room so I went for a look. She was doing a work out on gymnasium machines. She had canvas on her legs, arms and abdomen. She was doing leg lifts that involved rolling her body off the ground into the air so only her shoulder blades were on the ground and toes pointing the sky. She did this many times

The next exercise was with her feet lifted off the ground 3 inches she was doing crunches. There was cross body reaching and lifting of all limbs. She stopped at one stage and opened the canvas pouches on her limbs and pulled steel weights out.

“These are warm up weights,” she said placing similar size one back in.

She called me over and showed me the weights. “These weights on my legs and arms 2 kilograms each and these other ones are 8 kilograms each limb.”

They were the same size but definitely were 4 times heavier. “I normally put 50 kilograms discs on my stomach while I do this bit but I would like you to stand on me on my second set.”

She placed the discs on her stomach; raised her weighted legs off the ground, lifted her shoulders off the ground and did left hand cross to right leg. And then the opposite hand and leg.

She did 10 repetitions; lowed her shoulders to the ground and then her legs.

“Stand on the stomach weights and use the rail to stabilise yourself.” Tracy instructed. “Okay I will begin.”

I felt the disk move as she lifted her legs and shoulders and I counted the ten reps with her.

She lowered her self and with me still standing on her she asked. “I am scared to relax my stomach muscles with weight on them. What is the trick?”

“I just let them sink and take the white-hot crush sensations.” I replied.

She lifted her legs vertical and lowered them. Repeated the action.

“This time I will try and relax them.” Tracy said nervously.

I felt myself drop two inches and her face grimaced.

“That is intense.” Tracy called out.

She was not telling me to get off. She actually raised her legs and I felt myself rise as her abdomen did. Then I dropped with her leg movement and her face showed once more the intensity.

“You have 135 kilograms on your belly,” I said to her.

“It is 10 more than you did last night. I want to do 30 minutes too.” She claimed.

“Can I sit on the weights if this is for half an hour?” I asked.

“Climb off now. This is my limit. One minute.” Tracy was in a lot of pain as she spoke.

She tried to push up with the muscles but no lift. I climbed down and gathered more weights up and then lay on the floor next to them. I pack 130 kilograms onto my relaxed stomach and asked her to sit on top.

After 20 minutes I said that I could handle more weight so she grabbed another 100 kilograms in discs and sat on them. After 40 minutes I asked for more weights.

“This steel is heavier than gold,” she said.

Using the newer disks she packed 300 kilograms on and sat on top. It was my limit for about 5 minutes and I asked her for more. Tracy placed another 200 kilograms on at sat on me.

“Start your 30 minutes now.” I said to her.

This was far too much so I went for distraction of caressing her legs. She was bouncing up and down with my tantra touch. At 30 minutes she climb off and started kissing me. I still had the full weight of a horse on my stomach but I was not really noticing it. Ten minutes later.

“Just wait there.” Tracy instructed me.

She is getting more weight I thought.

When she returned she had the 122-kilogram guy from the bar and told him to sit on the weights. I was already flattened and it did not register until she sat on my chest. I started to caress her as a distraction. I was sleepy but when she said it was 2 o’clock and she need to tend to the farm I realised it was 2 hours with the big guy on the weights on my stomach and Tracy on my chest.

They climbed off and removed the weights. I stood up but my intestines had no volume. This is something I had achieved many times in the past so I coped well with it. I completely acted as if nothing had happen.

“Can I see you next Friday night?” I asked Tracy. “Dinner somewhere?”

“I think I am available, meet me here at 6 PM.” She said.

My heart leaped and mind was bouncing around. I headed to the tractor shed and drove my Land Rover to Turangi. It suddenly hit me that she did not take long to get the man from the barn. Who was he? Was he her father?

Chapter 2 tomorrow
 

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Chapter 2



The whole weekend I though about the way she curled her body off the ground from feet to her shoulders. She had 16 kilograms strapped in canvas bags on her ankles. I thought about when she had raised her legs and shoulders of the ground with weights on all four, plus weight sitting on her abdomen. She did crunches, which she fully laid down after each one. Lift the legs; lift the shoulders with her hands at hers side being lifted with weights on all four. Lowering her shoulders and arms, stretching the body, lowering her legs, which would have relaxed the abdomen with the 50-kilogram disk on it.

She actually did it with my weight on the disk on her abdomen. She did it ten times and she looked like she was putting effort in but it was all a smooth pace. The first time I felt her Rectus Abdominis removing the packing, which was the first time I felt her belly vacuum in so deep. That whole event was when she held the weight of the rear end of her Land Rover on her abdomen by keeping the winch cables bent at the ring feed.

I had some strength in my gut muscles but she was as powerful as my hydraulic hoist.

I caught an injured horse on Sunday and I went deep into trail that the army boys did not use. With one layer of padding on the plate I tensed my abs and raised the horse up off the deck. I got a ten count before faltered. I lowered the horse again; reset my midsection and lifted the horse again. This time a fraction under 11 count so I knew my gut muscles could not do that.

I tried the opposite of packing as much under the plate and then lifting. The idea to stop the cable the ring went through from becoming straight. The horse’s body was off the deck but legs were still on the deck when the cable fully straightened. My innards were white-hot crushing and getting hotter.

I tried packing the gap between the belly and plate tight as possible after lowering the horse. This was to be my greatest attempt as I was about to add something different. I had strung cables over the crossbar and hitched loops around my legs just at the knees. This was to changed me from standing position to sitting posture which causes the belly to extend forwards. I had nothing under my bottom but the back being pressed at the belly hard against the post was going to hold me there.

I felt my intestines go totally flat; the tubing completely closes as any gas is squeezed through them. My muscles were exceeded and had no effect if I tried tensing them. I pulled the leg cables and it worked; I was in a secondary crushing. I tried the cable to one of the hitching points on the framework and passed out.

The cold evening air started biting on my hands, which woke me up. I could not believe the immensity of crush on my intestines. The organs move so quickly out of the way and the femoral artery and vein seems to be shielded from cut off. I lowered the horse with my legs still up in the air. The pressure remained on my midriff until the cable was weight free. I felt my guts reach forward and remain in intense pressure because of the quantity of packing. I was enjoying the pressure but I decided to return to immense by lifting the horse again.

I was starting to convulse in pain so I lowered my legs. That was some relief but I lowered the horse and went back to my home.

Monday morning I drove straight to my buyer and sold the horse while it was still fresh. My guts were still aching by lunchtime. I spent 5 hours with the weight of the horse on my sitting belly. I wanted to do it again. So I went possum and deer hunting looking for the opportunity to do it again.

The Land Rover had a flat deck but at the back it had vertical legs that extended out the sides. These were designed to stop the vehicle falling over when loading the deck. I so often tried to figure how to lye under a support leg and operate the hoist pushing the leg into my belly. In most equipment the legs were hydraulically move but one mine were slid by hand. They were pined in the out/in positions on the horizontal slide and vertical slide in the up and down position.

Suddenly something from Saturday morning flashed into my head. Metal was heavy and lead was dead weight. Gold weighed double of lead for same volume. Tracy’s steel was heavier than gold. I wanted some of those small plates that weighed 4 times that of steel.

I scored a big red deer; it was only 176 pounds but as venison it was work $100 so I drove to Reatahi to sell to the butcher there. That is when I heard about the contest at Ohakune pub that I apparently was main attraction. All the muscle dudes of the district were pitching against me to support the most weight on their abdomen.

I was very concerned; as I do not support the weight, I succumb to the weight. There was a $500 prize for who beats me. There was a competition of who support Karen for the longest. Who was Karen?

I knew when I went there on Friday I needed my empty stomach pre flattened so I could take any weight straight off. I lived a very modest live style and was very wealthy. Hunting I was making more money than a city prostitute. I did not need the money but I was not turning down legendary status.

Friday afternoon I had two horses in the strop. I was lifting and lowering my legs and in the last hour I packed the plate gap to the maximum. I stayed conscious but my intestines could no be any flatter. I took the horses to my buyer; had a shower and went to Tracy’s place. The big guy was there waiting too.

“Hi, my name is Paul and we have never been introduced.” I said to him.

“I am Andrew and I am Tracy’s feedee.” He replied.

I was looking as blank as if I was in a maths test. “What is that?” I asked.

Tracy’s looked sort of off balance but she started to explain her roll as a feeder. She talked about the mutual agreement where he wants to get super large in fat and she helps him to stay over feed to achieve it. Then she told me about her love of feeling endless fat. His side was not so easy as he loved the feel of irrepressive muscles. So did I, Tracy’s abdomen was mind consuming. But I also like the feel of fat on top of me.

The story became unreal after that as he describes that before I sat on Tracy last Saturday morning that she had all ready done 100-leg lifted crunches with him sitting of the 50-kilogram disc. I get to sit on her muscles directly and hopefully soon I will be 170 kilograms without the disc. Normally I get to use her as a mattress through the night. She bear hugs me now and again.

“Reverse bear hug around the midriff,” I asked as I demonstrated on Andrew.


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“We will now.” Tracy said with a light in her eyes.

I placed my hands over Tracy’s guts and felt the solid abdominal muscles. I stood back to her and wrapped her arms around my gut and hinted to crush. She obliged.

“I heard I am in a contest tonight. We better train me up for it.” I said followed by the question, “Where is the super steel weights?”

She walked into the next room and I followed and lay down beside them. Quickly she placed 300 kilograms on my belly. It was white-hot crush and intensifying. I motioned Andrew to sit on top of the weights and he did. Everything was immense after that so I asked if Tracy could climb onto Andrew, which she did.

“Who is this Karen” I asked.

“Who told you what was happening tonight?” I was questioned. There was clearly supposed to be a surprise.

“The butcher in Raetahi. I sold him a deer.” I replied.

“That was you, that deer was choice meat.” Andrew said.

Andrew was sore from sitting on the weight so he got down and I was not getting an answer on ‘who Karen was’ so we headed to the pub. I got cheered as I walked in and all these guys started showing me very impressive abdomens. There was a subliminal message of ‘this is going to defeat you’ in the displaying.

I ordered a bourbon and coke, which apparently was on the house. I looked around the room and without introduction I knew who Karen was. I heard an expression ‘the one who ate two skinny girls for breakfast’ when referring to a large woman but this was a woman who ate two fat woman for breakfast. I had to introduce myself to her.

“Hi my name is Paul, I will be your seat tonight.” I said still trying fathoming the mass of this lady.

“Karen. It is Geoffrey over there is your challenge. He did 8 minutes with me on him. I am 60 kilograms heavier now though. I have made it to 180 kilograms now.” She replied.

I though about 397 pounds as I did 300 kilograms with 122 on top and 70 kilogram Tracy on top of him earlier.

“How do you fit on a person as you are quite wide? I want to take the full weight on the belly and not the floating ribs.” I asked.

She smiled and said, “That is my specialty.”

“Looking forward to it.” And I returned to Tracy’s presence.

“What are the rules in the contest?” I asked.

The rules were the following:

First test is standing on belly. The more difficult method used is the more points awarded. If 40 seconds is done with high heals and someone else does 4 minutes in bare feet then the high heal wins. If it is done in sneakers there are fewer points than if done in bare feet.

Second test is sitting but no bouncing or other movement.

Third test is sitting but with random movements.

Four test lying underneath mattress style. Most minutes wins. Movement allowed.

I was allowed to be last therefore allowing me to know what I needed to beat. I had never had standing on belly by someone with so much weight before and her feet were not of large area. I always distributed the weight when being crushed. All of us competitors were weighed and these guys were bulky muscles and ten to 30 kilograms heavier than me.

This contest was to teach me about muscular men with giant chests over thinner chests. The front to back measurement opposed to the advantages of left to right dimensions.

The first guy went for bare foot and he lasted 8 minutes. The ropes above them kept Karen very safe without her swaying.

The second guy lasted 7 and a half minutes bare feet. I was watching their abdomens quiver as they came up to failure point. They were rock hard before they started quivering. I knew I had little chance. I saw her moving her weight to the front of the foot occasionally and they grimace when it happened. It happened at random and I hate being poked with extreme weight, as I want it spread over the area. I was going to ask for the sand shoes.

One guy asked for ‘the heals’ to be used as he felt 8 minutes was unbeatable. I saw his point but him take the weight on the front pad and then the inch-wide-heal and back to the front pad. He did 55 seconds putting him in second place. The second to last guy had tried the sand shoes, which meant 12 minutes to be first place. He was third.

Geoffrey went last with a time of 11 minutes in bare feet. He smiled at me with a ‘I own this contest’. I had to do 16.5 minutes in sand shoes. I asked Karen if she could stand for that long as she had stood for an hour so far. She said she could so I started. I did not expose my stomach like some did but it was clear when I she stepped on my guts sank. I had instructed her to stand with one foot close as she can to the hip bone as she can but allow the some skin to stop skin stretching around the edge as she sinks. I told her that she was going to sink and not to panic. The other foot over the large intestine at the top but overlap the small intestines.

“Look he is collapsing already,” called out from the crowd. Geoffrey had the smug smile on his face.

“The next 16 minutes is going to be harder than I thought.” I said to him to give him a false sense of confidence.

Karen was squirming from the endurance standing and she was shuffling her weight from foot to foot. Repositioning them every so often. I had quivers at 14 minutes. Everyone including me thought I was done. The 16 minutes came up and I was wondering of this over doing it was going to cost me in the later tests so at 16 minutes 25 seconds I yielded.

The people at 8 minutes felt they were still in as they did not thrash their muscles on the first test.

While the first sitting test was on I discussed other peoples training a preparation to the contest. They were strategised and throwing the first test was important to winning. I was picking Geoffrey was being arrogant and could fail early. Either that or he was super solid.

The 8-minute people did 16 minutes in the still sitting. Geoffrey did 13 minutes but he was many points ahead. I needed 13.5 minutes to bet him so I did 15 minutes.

Talk around was I would falter in the moving sit as I had gone too hard in the first two tests. Those who did the 8 minute stands and 16 minutes sits needed to do a long moving sit to catch up and so they went to 20 minutes thinking me and Geoffrey were spent. Geoffrey did 25 minutes, as he knew he was not going to do well in the lye on top, as he did not have the deep chest of the others.

The others knew that he has had his best tests that had to cover him on the being the mattress test. I was close to his score so I asked Tracy at the 20-minute mark to sit on my chest.

“No bonus points for that,” I heard called out from another competitor.

“I do not want extra points, I want salt for Geoffrey’s ego.” I called out and that got a laugh.

At the 25-minute mark I asked Tracy to swap out for Andrew. This got a reaction from the crowd.

“You must be exhausted by now.” I said to Karen.

“No I had special preparation for this event. You have dragged it out longer than any other year. Most of the crowd has gone. It is just family members left and they all think that you are a spent force.”

Karen’s words were circling me so at thirty minute I yielded at the moving sit.

It was general consensus that Geoffrey was only good for 8 minutes in the lying but less this year as he over done the other events. It also was common thinking I did not have ten minutes in me. The general crowd needed 22 minutes as mattress to beat the both of us.

I had only one drink all night and my intestines were staying 85 percent shut. I knew I could do an hour with her on top. The first guy went 25 minutes but he was helped up off the stage. The second matched him and was equally done. Good records set until Geoffrey did 4 minutes. Suddenly the others felt the victory. I asked 4 large people to do a stack on top of me for the duration of the next competitor.

The next person needing extra points to win went all in but was disqualified when he passed out at 32 minutes. The stack was uneven on me and some of the middle people were suffering. They felt it was a mercy stopping at 32 minutes. The last competitors had mixed feeling that I would out last them or I last less than Geoffrey because of my stunt. The last guy did 32 minutes but was almost pelt of the stage. I was on top if I did 25 minutes.

At the twenty-minute mark I asked Karen if I stacked people on top of her. Her why not got it started. Volunteers came forward and stacked themselves properly under guidance of Tracy. Tracy climbed on to the top but at the 30-minute mark it was Karen who asked the extra to climb off. Karen partner told me he does three hours under her. He was Karen’s feeder.

I spoke to long lengths about the feeder and feedee relationship. It was different to Andrew and Tracy in many ways.

I got Simon her feeder to lye on top while we talked about their objective and aspirations. The Award Ceremony was for another date as so many people went home before it ended.

It was 5 hours by the time we all decided to call it a night and climb off. When the both had got off me I acted as they were never on top of me. I asked if I could try for a record with the four of them on me. Tracy wanted to be under Karen, and Simon was settling for being under Andrew and the duration was going to exceed 3 hours.


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Chapter 3

We all got together later that day at 2 pm. Andrew said Tracy had a super work out with 200 kilograms in disks and Andrew sitting on top. 150 crunches. She asked for floor position in the first stack and I was pressing her breast 33 b flat. I was under the two feedees and a feeder but all I could think about how Tracy’s breast felt under my chest. I was kissing her excessively especially as her boy was there. Tracy allowed me the bottom after 15 minutes because of Andrew’s reaction.

I had long conversations with the four about the way they were and from this I worked out what I wanted in a crushing partner. I wanted a belly that extends forwards of the hips and chest the amount that I am front to back. I want them to be so muscular in the abdomen that they could suck in their belly that it was flat and they looked average but could also push it out with enough power to move a truck. That they had muscular legs that could carry their massive body without becoming immobilised and also be with addition fat layers.

I wanted them to have a large ribcage to allow for good lungs and somewhere for the fat to move to when he was being crushed. I like to squash fat guts as well as have my own innards compressed. That is when I put some fat on of my own abdomen. Something I learned in the last week is when a skinny lad such as myself is having his innards pressed in that the skin is stretched and people with a pot belly have the extra skin that can be changed from convex to concave.

I want them to have arms that can give them the ability to bear hug; placed the chest in a squeezing crush. Also standing behind me placing the arms around my belly, completely displacing my midriff. My favourite bear hug is the reverse bear hug around the belly and then lowered into a sitting position. When a person goes to a sitting position their belly pushes out but this person needs to be able to sustain the crush depth as I sit giving a secondary crush.

I have had some fantastic and immense crushes in the past using equipment and uprights but I have one very easy one that goes into secondary crush. I used a doorway uprights; I placed a stool behind me, I had a car tyre that I placed against the far doorpost, as I go backwards to a sitting position the tyre stays parallel with my upper legs. To get this crush right and not end in a painful situation it is important to be centred and square with the doorway. Best aspect is as the sitting position is being achieved and the belly is pushing out the tyre pressing in accelerates the crush at parabolic rate. While sitting crushed you can read or watch television.

There is a variation of this I would like to try and that is in a wider doorway or set of uprights there is a second person that the tyre is rammed into and in the sitting position the tyre can be pressed back and forth between us.

The other option in uprights is standing in the gap chest-to-chest and hip-to-hip an airbag is inflated between our bellies.

Or the other person has vacuum in a massive ball belly and pushes in my belly to the spine so it is a soft stomach fat displacing the contents of my abdominal cavity. Half pushed in, fully pushed in, lightly pushed followed by deeply pushed etc.

I looked around the world and by 120 kilograms people are slowing up and become less mobile. At 170 kilograms getting off the couch is effort but I found someone at 200 kilograms highly active. Then I found a sumo wrestler by the name dump truck that was 360 kilograms. He was active, good balance, top level crushing weight so I knew that if a person had an underlying strong body that the huge amount of fat is wonderful and not immobilising.

When Karen heard the description she immediately mentioned the person who came fourth in the contest last night and early this morning. Strong enough to carry a cow but is starting to get a flabby layer. She offered to introduce me properly. I accepted.

Then I discussed about a process of making someone put on a large amount of padding. I had feeders with me as well as their ample projects. Karen to me she was 75 kilograms (165 pounds) 3 years ago and was weighed last night at 397 pounds. She had doubled her weight by using a compound experimented with in the health sector. This compound has enzymes that improved the body’s ability to store saturated fats. This compound also improves the bodies Mitchondria in the cells to burn the saturated fat making the person energised, healthier, and stronger with good joints and mobility. The compound has enzymes used in the gymnasium is muscle strength building. She had never worked on her abdominal muscles but her legs were up to a ten-mile walk. She could push the Land Rover without excessive strain.

Then the down side was it was a thick crème best put in with a tube. It caused bloating limiting the quantity consumed when discomfort sets in. The brain also says you have had today’s quota. However there is a compound that was found active in the brains of fat people that raised the amount of eating a person could do. Easily synthesise but about $30 per week bring all the compound up to $100 per week plus food.

Apparently the fattening products (saturated fats) were in the compound and the muscle products were in it to but cloistral controllers were not. This was entirely up to the liver not to drop body core temperature. This also kept the body blood sugar level correct. The body core temperature had to be measured often and if it dropped some Middle Eastern food had to the diet. This was crucial or various illnesses developed.

This when Tracy admitted to taking muscle and joint compounds and her partner taking fattening compounds. My mind was racing all over the place. I made an offer to Karen that I would pay for the brain inhibitor and we see how much difference it makes. Everyone liked that idea but I also had a solution to bloat.

I had been watching people bloat up their bellies using air pumps that was preceded it by using an enema, which allowed air to flow through every thing by removing slowed and stalled materials. The idea is to allow quick flow of product into a freshly cleansed system. The second part was to remove the gases built up and that is done with vibration and massage and compression of a body band.

The cleaning process of using an enema is becoming obsolete with another controversial process. The enema, is an injection of fluid into the lower bowel by way of the rectum. Also, the word enema can refer to the liquid so injected, as well as to a device for administering such an injection. In standard medicine, the most frequent uses of enemas are to relieve constipation.

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The replacement system is Colon cleansing, also known as colon therapy, or colon hydrotherapy, or a colonic, or colonic irrigation encompasses a number of alternative medical therapies claimed to remove unspecified toxins from the colon and intestinal tract by removing supposed accumulations of feces. Colon cleansing in this context should not be confused with an enema, which introduces fluid into the colon.

This system pumps in and out. The body band squashes the fluid out like really strong abdominal muscles would. I found it a very pleasant experience. The vibration is based on another 1970’s substance called Quickease. This settle the stomach by allowing the trapped digestion gases to neutralise. The gases not the enzymes used for instant absorption.

The others thought about this science although they were already using cutting edge sciences and agreed. It became an agreement; that the flush was kept at Tracy and Andrew place, Karen and Andrew would go onto the brain inhibitor. Neutralising gas build up process would be added to Karen and Andrew daily intake.

This when I learnt about the limitations put on by the brain was. Karen said that her body would allow a maximum of 4 ounces of butter per day and if she exceeded that her body would reject the next days dose. She can now take 8 to 9 ounces per day (255 grams or 0.25 kilograms), which is half a pound block.

I had not given the compounds for free though. I specified that either couples or both gave me full crushing at periods convenient to all of us. Everyone was excited about improved weight gains or the possibilities of them.

That week I came across a bull that had been Feral for a long time. Some poachers had shot it and found that they could not move it. I used my hoist, which strained to the maximum to get it on my deck. The Land Rover was low on its springs. I drove to the Tongariro Trout and Eel Fisheries on the side of Mount Tongariro. It was a slow drive and I was a little worried about someone from the Ministry of Transport might say that I was over loaded. I pulled into the fisheries and asked if they wanted to buy some feed of me.

The bulging eyes said it was more than they were expecting. I followed instructions to drive onto the scales and then drove to the build far door. I unloaded the bull returning the Land Rover to a happier looking state.

“It is healthy, it is fresh and we can use every part including the innards for feeding. Only the hooves and scull will be wasted. Hum would you take 40 cents a kilo.” They said.

I knew that they were low balling me but I wanted repeated business so I agreed. This price sounds cheap but this was mid 1970’s and doing a favour has high payback in the future.

“Okay 1780 kilograms at 40 cents is $712.”

I was surprised as I was expecting almost $500. The beast was almost 4000 pounds no wonder why the Land Rover struggled with it.

That was like three horses, which would have fetched about that. I ordered and paid for the colonic irrigation machine. That arrived on Thursday and all 5 of us were uming and erring over it. Andrew got the first cleans followed by the first tube feeding. Force feeding tubes are a horrible process and devices because the recipient does not want it. This was a more pleasant device as it was not designed to be fought against.

No one realised including Tracy that she gave Andrew 3 pounds of butter in instant absorption formula. The volume he took on was his normal 3 days of eating but with very rich fat content. To my surprise he had asked for another feeding that night. Karen had another mixture with muscle enhancer that Andrew changed to later. Tracy wanted to over do her muscle enhancer but she did not stop eating because of her brain message but her own intuition of over doing it.

I came over on Friday night and both feeders were curvier. The muscle builder also built skin to avoid skin stretching. The original formulas were impressive for the days. Every time I went for a crushing the weight gains were noticeable and loved. In one month Karen was up to 2 hundred kilograms and Andrew was up to 150 kilograms.

It was then we discovered that they were consuming 6 pounds of butter a day and their feeders decided to double it. Andrew developed diarrhoea so his was reduced to 8 but Karen was 240 kilograms at the end of the second month. Andrew tried a thorough over night flush but anything over 4 pounds (twice a day) and his system sprayed it out.

Karen could still walk up and down the hill on her farm with a 40 kilogram pack on so she was deemed to still be fit. Her formula was getting pricey but we all wanted to see what she could do. Her clonic flushes were clean as she was absorbing everything. Her dose was doubled again. And the following month she was in kilograms what she was in pounds the first time I met her.

Andrew had plateau at 180 kilograms. It felt amazing have 540 kilograms lying on top of me. I had Karen on her own for twenty minutes before I introduced Andrew weight. Tracy was using steel plates under Andrew long before this new fattening method and now she has gained access to Karen for extra weight on top. Karen’s feeder Simon was starting to find her to be too much.

One night Tracy did one hour of being Karen’s mattress, Karen had plateau at 390+ kilograms. She increased her doses but she was burning so much being active 400 kilograms was impossible. Andrew on the other hand loved the Tracy’s muscle increase after she did an hour under Karen he would loose 5 kilograms in having sex with her.

Tracy had discovered the tensing of abdomen from sex toned up more than some of her exercise routines so she started using internal vibrators when doing her routines. I asked Tracy if I could see Karen standing on her stomach and I felt her abdomen and it was pulsing in vibration. At 25 minutes of 380 kilograms she was quivering.

Her stomach muscles were massively powerful compared to when I first meet her. I did a stand and sit on her stomach and I was enthralled with the power pack around her midsection. I asked her to go out to the Land Rover and bring a weight plate to protect her from the tyre. I jacked the right rear wheel up and she climbed under with the disc on her belly. I hooked her Land Rover with the cable reaching across the right side of mine. I saw the wheels lift of the ground indicating no sprung weight on hers. She was giving the thumbs up.

I lowered her car down again leaving mine on her stomach asked if I could try to lift the engine end. Before I knew it Andrew had her vehicle spun around and hitched her winch to my frame. I started watching Andrew who raised Tracy’s Land Rover to 45-degree angle with the back wheels on the ground. I noticed Tracy starting to quiver and pulled the release on her winch dropping her vehicle with a bounce. I was jacking mine up to get the weight of her failing abs.

Tracy was heaving and puffing and Andrew was shocked on how he got carried away that he did not notice her running out of push on her stomach muscles. I pulled Tracy out and she still had the 50-kilogram disc on her stomach. She was not hurt but that as close as one gets. I started to massage her abdomen and needing her muscles. I walked her up and down the driveway and she was able to straighten out.


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This was the last time we tried anything like that for a week. It was two days before she tried doing crunches with Andrew on her abs. But in less than a week she had 150 kilograms weights plus 180 kilogram Andrew doing ten sets of ten crunches. When she did the curl up onto the shoulders lifting legs, then hip and lower back up with it all coming from the pelvic muscles I saw here with 50 kilos on each leg.

The muscle mixture was tweeted just right for her system. On Friday morning she did 5 sets of ten crunches with Karen standing on the 50-kilogram disc. Saturday she did 10 sets of ten leg lift crunches with Karen on top of 2 fifty-kilogram discs. She was ready to try the Land Rover again.

I was not going to do it until we had developed an instant release from both vehicles weight if she reaches quivering. So it was a non-event. But I did hoist up the front axel; which had the weight of the engine, gearbox, transfer box, splitter box, front differential, wheels and cab on it. Using a jack to lift the right front wheel of my Land Rover up and then place 50-kilogram weight disc on her belly when she slid underneath it. I lowered the Land Rover wheel down onto the disc.

Tracy gives thumbs up so I climbed on to the bonnet of her Land Rover and looked at Tracy for the thumbs up again. Green light so Andrew climbed on the front guard. Ten minutes and she was still okay. It seemed too late to go scavenge for extra weight so we were just sat looking for an endurance record. She lasted to 14 minutes before she started quivers prompting Andrew and I to climb off.

I started to pump the jack to lift the Land Rover and she said to leave it on her. Andrew started kissing her and rubbing her breast and she had a vibrator on inside so she was squirming. I had no idea of what a sign to lift the Land Rover off her was and I really did not want to watch those two snog. To my mercy Andrew said take it off her a few minutes later.

I jacked the Land Rover off her and walked away as they escalated their carnal activity.

I bet with the muscle enhancer that she is putting into core and abdominal muscles that next week she will handle the full process.

I peeked back after 6 minutes and they were full on in carnal activities so I drove off. That is when I thought of how use the hoist on her Land Rover while under the rear wheel of mine. Her driveway had a switch back and if I parked at the top and her vehicle raise up from the bottom on a winch connected on my frame transferring the load onto my back tyres. If an abort is needed the Land Rover is not lowered to the lower road. The hand brake is put on and the winch cable backed of two inches and then it is only the weight of the back of mine. She can handle one Land Rover and can handle it easily.

I went back after a couple of hours and explained my idea to Tracy. She was very interested of have the weight pulled up the hill but it still did not suspended. She called Andrew over and got my to back up to the edge; turn into the embankment, drive until the vehicles 5 metres a part, and put on the handbrake. We were set as she came out with the disc to go over her stomach.

“Are you sure you want to try today with this morning attempt still fresh?” I asked her.

Smile on her face she nodded.

“I want to do some dummy runs without you under the wheel,” I said to her.

She nodded and the winch cable was connected to the top of the lifting frame on mine. Released her handbrake and started pulling it up. My Land Rover started to twist on it’s chassis and started to look unstable. I reset so her Land Rover was on the handbrakes and no load on the cable and I put a block under the tyre simulating Tracy body being there. Attempt number 2 was a failure as mine twisted with part lift.

I was not beaten yet. I thought I would try to have the back of my Land Rover facing the front of hers so they were inline instead of the side. This time my machine looked stable except when hers was being winched over some of the lumps my Land Rover lifted on the springs. The Land Rover handbrake only works if all four wheels are on the ground. The mechanism is similar to what is used on lorries. It locks the output shaft of the gearbox and with the differential ratios it is more powerful than brakes on wheels.

If four wheels touched the ground then there was no chance of the weight pulling mine down hill. There was a secondary effect I was concerned about and that was if my front lifted that would transfer all of the weight to the back wheels and half will be on Tracy’s guts. When I explained that to her she was more excited.

I put the farm trailer behind Tracy’s Land Rover for extra resistance and asses if we had a good safety margin. It was successful so we decided to try for it on a real attempt. The weather was good and there was a couple hours before Mount Ruapehu was going to chill the air off so Tracy decided to do needed fencing.

I was very excited to try this and next Saturday was going to be the day. I went back to the Kaimanawa Ranges and had yet another profitable week. I stack three horses on top of each other and put the harness around them. Climbed into the crushing position with legs raised simulating sitting. Lifted the horses and had a couple hours sleep. Nothing was going to match the bull.

Thursday night I saw Karen and she told me a few updates. Her formula had been tweak so he was putting weight on again. Her blood test showed good cholesterol and sugars. She was 400 kilograms. If she was still 390+ I would have wanted her weight on me but this was a little bit better.

The next update was Tracy’s mixture was refined to match her bodies systems. And she said that Tracy did 100 crunches with 150-kilo plates and Karen on her stomach. She was smooth and fast.

Your partner does not want you any heavier does he? You are at his limits now.” I asked Karen. She was lying on me at this stage.

He has been working out on muscle formula. He will keep up with my gains. You are handling me well and a hunter is not bettering him.”

“I think I could hand all four of you still but you would have to be added slowly over time. It is different for me. I want to succumb to the weight and not support it with muscles. I love to feel Tracy’s belly muscle pack now. You know she tried full weight of her Land Rover last week. It was late by the time we had the set up right.”

“She told me all about it, she wants me in the Land Rover as it is winched up.” She replied with excitement.

We parted and I thought if the extra effected things I need to chock my Land Rover back wheels up. This is doable.

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This was the last time we tried anything like that for a week. It was two days before she tried doing crunches with Andrew on her abs. But in less than a week she had 150 kilograms weights plus 180 kilogram Andrew doing ten sets of ten crunches. When she did the curl up onto the shoulders lifting legs, then hip and lower back up with it all coming from the pelvic muscles I saw here with 50 kilos on each leg.

The muscle mixture was tweeted just right for her system. On Friday morning she did 5 sets of ten crunches with Karen standing on the 50-kilogram disc. Saturday she did 10 sets of ten leg lift crunches with Karen on top of 2 fifty-kilogram discs. She was ready to try the Land Rover again.

I was not going to do it until we had developed an instant release from both vehicles weight if she reaches quivering. So it was a non-event. But I did hoist up the front axel; which had the weight of the engine, gearbox, transfer box, splitter box, front differential, wheels and cab on it. Using a jack to lift the right front wheel of my Land Rover up and then place 50-kilogram weight disc on her belly when she slid underneath it. I lowered the Land Rover wheel down onto the disc.

Tracy gives thumbs up so I climbed on to the bonnet of her Land Rover and looked at Tracy for the thumbs up again. Green light so Andrew climbed on the front guard. Ten minutes and she was still okay. It seemed too late to go scavenge for extra weight so we were just sat looking for an endurance record. She lasted to 14 minutes before she started quivers prompting Andrew and I to climb off.

I started to pump the jack to lift the Land Rover and she said to leave it on her. Andrew started kissing her and rubbing her breast and she had a vibrator on inside so she was squirming. I had no idea of what a sign to lift the Land Rover off her was and I really did not want to watch those two snog. To my mercy Andrew said take it off her a few minutes later.

I jacked the Land Rover off her and walked away as they escalated their carnal activity.

I bet with the muscle enhancer that she is putting into core and abdominal muscles that next week she will handle the full process.

I peeked back after 6 minutes and they were full on in carnal activities so I drove off. That is when I thought of how use the hoist on her Land Rover while under the rear wheel of mine. Her driveway had a switch back and if I parked at the top and her vehicle raise up from the bottom on a winch connected on my frame transferring the load onto my back tyres. If an abort is needed the Land Rover is not lowered to the lower road. The hand brake is put on and the winch cable backed of two inches and then it is only the weight of the back of mine. She can handle one Land Rover and can handle it easily.

I went back after a couple of hours and explained my idea to Tracy. She was very interested of have the weight pulled up the hill but it still did not suspended. She called Andrew over and got my to back up to the edge; turn into the embankment, drive until the vehicles 5 metres a part, and put on the handbrake. We were set as she came out with the disc to go over her stomach.

“Are you sure you want to try today with this morning attempt still fresh?” I asked her.

Smile on her face she nodded.

“I want to do some dummy runs without you under the wheel,” I said to her.

She nodded and the winch cable was connected to the top of the lifting frame on mine. Released her handbrake and started pulling it up. My Land Rover started to twist on it’s chassis and started to look unstable. I reset so her Land Rover was on the handbrakes and no load on the cable and I put a block under the tyre simulating Tracy body being there. Attempt number 2 was a failure as mine twisted with part lift.

I was not beaten yet. I thought I would try to have the back of my Land Rover facing the front of hers so they were inline instead of the side. This time my machine looked stable except when hers was being winched over some of the lumps my Land Rover lifted on the springs. The Land Rover handbrake only works if all four wheels are on the ground. The mechanism is similar to what is used on lorries. It locks the output shaft of the gearbox and with the differential ratios it is more powerful than brakes on wheels.

If four wheels touched the ground then there was no chance of the weight pulling mine down hill. There was a secondary effect I was concerned about and that was if my front lifted that would transfer all of the weight to the back wheels and half will be on Tracy’s guts. When I explained that to her she was more excited.

I put the farm trailer behind Tracy’s Land Rover for extra resistance and asses if we had a good safety margin. It was successful so we decided to try for it on a real attempt. The weather was good and there was a couple hours before Mount Ruapehu was going to chill the air off so Tracy decided to do needed fencing.

I was very excited to try this and next Saturday was going to be the day. I went back to the Kaimanawa Ranges and had yet another profitable week. I stack three horses on top of each other and put the harness around them. Climbed into the crushing position with legs raised simulating sitting. Lifted the horses and had a couple hours sleep. Nothing was going to match the bull.

Thursday night I saw Karen and she told me a few updates. Her formula had been tweak so he was putting weight on again. Her blood test showed good cholesterol and sugars. She was 400 kilograms. If she was still 390+ I would have wanted her weight on me but this was a little bit better.

The next update was Tracy’s mixture was refined to match her bodies systems. And she said that Tracy did 100 crunches with 150-kilo plates and Karen on her stomach. She was smooth and fast.

Your partner does not want you any heavier does he? You are at his limits now.” I asked Karen. She was lying on me at this stage.

He has been working out on muscle formula. He will keep up with my gains. You are handling me well and a hunter is not bettering him.”

“I think I could hand all four of you still but you would have to be added slowly over time. It is different for me. I want to succumb to the weight and not support it with muscles. I love to feel Tracy’s belly muscle pack now. You know she tried full weight of her Land Rover last week. It was late by the time we had the set up right.”

“She told me all about it, she wants me in the Land Rover as it is winched up.” She replied with excitement.

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We parted and I thought if the extra effected things I need to chock my Land Rover back wheels up. This is doable.

Saturday noon we were ready to go; Tracy was under the tyre of my Land Rover, as I winched her Land Rover up the hill. I feel the down force on my back wheels change as the Land Rover went over bumps in the ground. It reached the point we never tested before of her front wheels lifting off the ground. Mine was light on the front suspension and the weight of two was on my back wheels.

“I am glad these have full floating axels or we would have broken mine now.” I said looking at how Tracy was handling it. Her partner Andrew was in the Land Rover with Karen.

“I want out. This is too freaky for me.” Andrew yield after 3 minutes.

I started lowering the land rover so it was on the slope and he climbed out and onto the deck of mine.

“Can you handle the weight of your one suspended again?” I asked Tracy.

“Let it down the hill and put the trailer on and pull it up again.” she requested.

When the Land Rover got to the bottom she asked to get out from under the tyre. I jacked mine up; removed the disc and placed my hands on her stomach. The muscles were in spasms. I dragged her out and started a massage her stomach muscles but Andrew took over. Once again sexual play occurred outside. Karen and I just walked off.

The next Saturday morning I went back to Andrew and Tracy’s place. There were a lot of rocks on the side of the hill where the Land Rover was going to be pulled up, the trailer was fitted and loaded up with soil. Oh I thought; she might be strong enough to handle the down force of the load hauled up but will my land rover be stable enough to handle to loading.

I parked up top and chocked the wheels and we did a trial run. My Land Rover nose came up off the ground 4 inches and my back springs appeared to be almost at maximum. This was a go ahead mission and without instructions Tracy was jacking up the rear wheel on mine and climbing under it.

She had 100 kilograms of disks on her belly because she thought a single 50 would bend. The winch started to wind up and there were tugs of going over rocks. I saw Tracy reach to a bulge in her underpants and do something that started a buzzing sound. That is when I noticed an extra person; he was from the competition I won for strongest gut. I had the weakest but I succumb to the crush while they tried fighting it off.

“Crumbs, that is inhuman.” He said staring at the feat in front of him. “How is she doing that?”

As her Land Rover started to become suspended Tracy got the quivers so I lowered in back down to the slope. I got ready to jack mine of but she said no. As her machine returned to the ground I saw my front end drop 8 inches. It nearly flipped.

“You out done yourself this time.” I said to her as I jacked my Land Rover of her against her instructions. Would you like a breather and then I put my wheel down and you do the roll down the hill over the rocks?”

Tracy smiled and nodded. This is Stephen from the contest. He is looking at fattening up but wants to improve his muscular strength first. I think he like the demonstration of what the formula does.”

It was then Karen arrived and the first time we all saw her 435 kilogram mass. Stephen did not even recognise her as the woman in the competition as she was 180 kilograms then.

“This is what the fattening formula does.” Karen said to him. Do you want to try my weight on you now?”

“Yes please.” I said as I lay on the ground in front of her.

She straddled me and went into a belly sitting. The impact registered and super soft pillow bottom pressed my abdomen instantly flat. I started breathing in a way that showed coping was not happening.

“I give you a mattress competition Stephen?” I taunted.

Stephen lay on the ground next to me and Karen went onto her knees and flat on him. I watched take the full weight looking at my watch. I had a LED digital watch, which the display was off until the button was pushed. In the seventies electronics still had some distance to go.

“Eight minutes ten seconds” I called when he held his hand out to surrender. She climbed off.

I was flat on the ground before she had got off him and she moved over and plonked full weight on me. There certainly was a lot more of her. Her belly had totally displaced mine. I could feel mine whole abdominal cavity filled by her soft belly and there was less than a hand width between my belly button and the ground. I started talking to her quietly.

“Can you please convince Stephen to take the fattening formula and be my crusher?”

“He has a muscular build under what will be his fat outer and I want a lot of muscular ability of my crusher. I am not looking for carnal activity with him or any sexual connection. For me this is no different than playing one on one basketball against each other.” I said to quietly and received a stressed look.

“Eight and half minutes” Stephen called out.

Time to show off I thought and I called Stephen over. “Would you like to lye on top of Karen while we all talk? Is that okay with you Karen?”

She singled to get on so Stephen he climbed on top of Karen.

“Do you know why you were invited today?” I said suddenly wondering if he was invited or randomly turned up.

“I was told that there was a crushing contest that a proposal would be made. I would be shown some things; that will blow my mind, and Tracy under the weight of the back wheel with the towing of another Land Rover with a trailer over a rocky ground has done that.” He replied.

“It has been said you are at the end of you muscular years and that you are softening up on your work outs.” I started with looking for signs that I have offended him. “I was also told you were into crushing and withstanding being crushed, which does not need to end because were giving up heavy gymnasium body building.”

“Yes I do want to carry on crushing and I am scaling back at the gym.” He said wondering where this was going.

“I would like a crusher who meets the following criteria: They need to have a fairly good movement and not be immobilised, willing to put on a lot of fat, crush me at mutually agreed times, be available and willing to be in a crush or be crush often, have large chest which gives the them endurance during crushing, and has no sexual connection with me. They have to be willing to try the enhancing formulas, which will give them ability to kept there abdominal muscles under their pot belly powerful. They way you can get crushed is using a set width area with both of us in it.” I stopped giving conditions to see if he was ready to ask questions and he was.

“I want to learn a lot more about this formula and can you explain again how I get crushed again?” I could tell Karen wanted to say something.

“I have an announcement.” She ominously started with. “I am going to drop weight as I am getting too heavy for my knees. My leg muscles are strong enough for me to walk up and down that step hill but if I twist or fall I could tear up my knee or break the bone. So I have decided to drop back to 300 kilograms at first and then take some stress test. I will not need to go under 230 kilograms or so they say. My mixture has to be trimmed back under control.”

I saw Stephen eyes when he heard that so I sad, “I do want someone to exceed their safe weight, this must not immobilise them by injury. Your maximum weight limit is your limit.”

“I am sorry you have to pull back on your weight” I said directly to Karen. “I know you wanted to be a record holder.”

“It is alright, it is only cautionary adjustment. I still will add to your crushing.” Karen said more joyfully than she was a moment ago.

I notice Andrew and Tracy listening in to what was being said. And they showed sympathy to Karen in the way of touching her. She acknowledged them.

“Now the formula you asked about.” Karen was in her stride again. “I have been from 125 pounds to this 960 pounds and it has been easy. The feeding is different but it is not hellish. Bowel motion been performed by clonic therapy is different but it saves a lot of toilet paper and you never have digestion issues. In fact remember when I was 125 pounds and going in the toilet that I was doing hard compared to now.”

“I never built up my abdominal muscles and I probably could not push out the feed that I have. I also could not meet Paul’s need of abdominal muscle force he likes to be crushed by.” Karen said noticing Stephen had more questions.

“What is the feeding like?” Stephen asked Karen.

Andrew, Karen and Tracy all gave answers.

“SO this formula make the body development very efficient. And Tracy every week you have made immense strength improvements in your core with effortless training?” Stephen asked as if he had trouble believing the first time around.

Tracy grabbed the weight discs around her, 200 kilograms in all and placed them on her belly and asked Stephen to stand on her. She started doing crunches. “My training is this effortless with the formula where without it I would be grunting with the discs on their own.”

She asked Stephen to climb off her; she removed the discs from the belly, told Stephen to grab the bag, place 100 kilograms of disc in the bag, put the bag on his back, then she laid flat on the ground, lifted her legs made he L shape, told him to support his weight on her feet, curled her body so she was on her shoulders and lifted him up with her core muscles.

“Start timing me” Tracy said.

At three minutes Stephen was trembling with the 100 kilograms on his back while suspended. So Tracy let him down. “That is effortless with the muscle formula,” she claimed.

“We would have both lasted if you were on formula.” Making further claims.

He looked at me still under Karen and asked how much formula was I taking. To his surprise I was taking none.

“Hey is it okay for Andrew to get on top of Karen?” I asked and Andrew climbed on top. “It is purely muscles that I get from hunting I am relying on. You support the load with your Rectus Abdominis muscle where I allow my self to be 100 percent compressed. This is effortless but also white-hot crushing.”

His reaction to my reply was priceless. He had so much confusion.

“I am feeling squished,” said Karen and they all got off me.

I stood up immediately and my ribs were tingling. I started taking full breaths again. “I let these three start you off on the formula. In two weeks I will come back and see where you are.” I said.

“It is easier to build muscle from fat than from scratch.” Tracy said to Stephen. “You should zooom ahead of me if you did that way. I love to do work outs with you. Karen and Andrew can do the belly standing on us as we work the abdomen. He is going to want you to have powerful hugging arms and shoulders. There are weight machines in my Gym suitable for that.”

“How come you do not put on fat and turn it into muscles?” Stephen asked Tracy continuing with, “It is meant to be easier.”

“Because fat goes all over and Andrew wants irrepressive muscles. I am to be muscle only for him.” This reply seemed to be satisfying Stephen.

“Okay I want to start today, so I will be doing the clonic cleanse then.” He asked.

“Yes that is best. We actually got better at operating the machine so now is a good time to learn it. You feel so different afterwards. Then we can get into the fat feeding and light muscle building.” Tracy replies pleasing Stephen.

I left wondering ‘to what’ I would return to. I was back at Tracy’s door on Friday night.

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Chapter 5



I did the next week hard out trying to make maximum money. I was feeding a tribe of specialised food. I wanted to be able to keep this up and still save. I shot 4 deer and spread them over 4 butchers including one in Erua. This guy I was not keen to deal with again. Erua was a overnight staying spot for skiers going to Mount Ruapehu fields. There was no butcher in National Park Village and I was not doing a full loop of the mountain to Turangi so I settled dealing with this guy this time.

The possum were not making much money despite that these were winter coats. Sometimes greenies won public opinion and the product was temporarily unfashionable. The buyers knew what will not sell this time will be in big demand in a few months so they happy brought off me but at a lower price. The fact deerskins and sheepskins were always in fashion seemed strange to me.

It was the Thursday late afternoon when I sighted another bull. He was looking like about 3,500 pound creature. I knew I had to shoot him in a spot that I could get the Land Rover in to pick him up. I also was lusting for an opportunity to full weight gut crush my self in the rigging. After dark I returned to my DOC (Department of Conservation) hut for the night. The next morning I headed back to the area I had seen him.

I looked along the valley and looked from the ridges and I could not find the beast again. I found some dead cows. There are no farms in the Kaimanawa Ranges as all attempts in this wild countryside failed. Between the altitude, weather and mountain scrub growing hardy farmers were beaten back time after time. It was the reason I had the area to myself a part from the army boys practicing and they never spent more than 3 days on the mountain range.

The day highs were 4 degrees so I did not have to move all the bodies quickly but I question the rate of spoiling. The only butcher who would touch them when I rang around was Erua on the opposite side of the mountain. I was not surprised and knew the price was going to be very in his favour. I took 3 around to him on the first trip and yes they were half price. I took 2 to the trout and eel fisheries. They paid 35 cents a kilo and they took the other 3 when I convinced them of where I got them. These cows had frozen to death and had no marks on them. I spent 4 hours in the crushing plate with various packing levels.

On Friday night when I arrived at Tracy and Andrew place I had managed to keep my intestines flattened. I was expecting some sort of crushing event. I was charged for my bourbon, which confirmed I was not in for any sort of contest until I saw Stephen. He was on 16 blocks of butter per day and filled a lot of space. His arms were capable of lifting cows. His pronounced potbelly was distended well in front of the hips and then he sucked it in flat.

“I am doing 125 crunches 3 times a day with Andrew standing on the weight disc on my belly. Tracy was not exaggerating about the muscle growth or ease to build muscle. I am 25 kilograms heavier and ten times stronger than any other time in my life.” He bragged to me.

“I am ready for my first crushing,” I told him.

“Come back to my place.” He said.

With that he took me to a farm south of Ratahei. We arrived and in the barn was very strongly built up rights. I stepped in the gap and he stood facing my direction but no way his belly was going to fit in. He sucked the belly flat and shuffled across. We were almost touching at the bone structure. I could feel the moment he distended his belly straight into mine. He did not push it out but relaxed it but that was enough to push my back into me.

“Nice.” I said not knowing what was to follow.

He started doing a muscular action of belly wave roll. This motion meant he pushed with a upper or lower section of the belly separately the pushed with the whole belly finishing by fully withdrawing the belly from my abdomen. It was not like having some standing the belly shifting weight from foot to foot because of the soft padding that was being muscularly forcing it in.

He told me that he was ready to try Tracy’s trick of pulling the Land Rover up the slope tomorrow and invited me in to watch. That excited me.

That is when he showed me the hoops on cable from above the frame we were in. I immediately knew they were transfer one of us to the sitting position forcing the belly to push out. Stephen put it on his legs with his belly fully distended he started an up down motion with his legs going either side of me, and the extra crush was appreciated.

“Next week I am doubling my fat intake.” He said and the words made me aware that he was fully committed.

“Does this frame go horizontal so I can have your weight on top of me?” I asked.

Stephen flicked a switch beside me and electric motors beside me operated ropes on the frame and it tipped us over.

“I went with motors and solenoids because if I used a manually winch we might be in a situation where we were too spent to get ourselves up again.” He explained.

Then he flicked another switch and we were rotated on the horizontal axis and I was in the top position squashing him. He returned us back to vertical and went back to doing the belly rolls.

“I am looking forward to next weeks deeper crush from your belly.” I said like a child with a new bicycle.
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He slid out of the uprights and pointed to the stool close by. I walked over to the stall and he put a reasonable reverse bear hug on me and I went to the sitting down position. The hug was not very deep and he failed to hold the depth.

“Next week this will be brilliant.” He said.

I was pleased on where my money went. I was so ready for the onslaught of immense crushing.

I went back home to my hut that night with so much promise of tomorrows Land Rover supporting contest between Tracy and Stephen. Tracy was upgraded from last week and her equipment was altered as well. Where she did the crunches was steel uprights; fitted down the middle was a vertical pole with a platform sit on her guts. Above this platform attached to the centre pole were platforms for people to stand on. Tracy had both Karen who was on weight loss and down to the size of a barn and Andrew standing on her at the same time. She was doing 25 sets of 10.

I knew the Land Rover contest was going to be absurdly over the top. Stephen went first and with Andrew and Karen in the Land Rover with the trailer full of soil behind he went for the puling up of the Land Rover while under the back wheel of mine. He made it to the top but yielded part way down. He had achieved months of Tracy’s effort in a week. I was excited to see his potbelly squish as the weight went on to it. Tracy has no squishy on her belly but the site of her was enthralling to watch.

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Once again the equipment was altered from last week. The Land Rover and trailer were taken away. A TK Bedford Bus was driven onto the slop and was fitted with a winch. My Land Rover was chained to a big pole in front of it. With Tracy under my back wheel the winching started and was pulled to the top and lowered again. Tracy was spent but not enough to miss out on the carnal activity Andrew initiated. The rest of us walked away.


“My gosh she supported the weight of a bus being pulled up the slope.” I said in utmost surprise.


“Soon she will be doing the crunches with the Land Rover on her belly and us on it.” Said Karen with as much awe I had.


Stephen was speechless initially and finally said, “I am going to be more powerful than her?”


This midriff power pack levels is not even in fantasy or mythology records. I hate to see it all when exercising stops but in the same breath I would like to feel the current power level used on me. I split off the others and went to the movies at Taupo.


Sunday I went out to see if I could spot the bull. It was on a back path I spotted a tree lying on the side of the track. I was not thinking straight but I tried climbing under the right rear tyre. It was too heavy and I had no way to operate the hoist. I jacked the Land Rover off me and climbed into the crushing spot. I jacked the trunk up off the ground and let it flatten my intestines. I stopped any seeking of the bull and spent 4 hours in the crush. I drove to the end of the path and turned around and came out again. I was passing the tree again and once again in the crushing spot had the full weight on my guts.


The rest of the week was all possum until Friday morning. The bull that I had been tracing attacked my Land Rover from behind. I grabbed the Winchester 4040 and dropped the beast in the middle of the next charge. I placed the stabilising legs down and hoisted it up on to the deck. I then got into the squashing spot and tried lifting the beast. Each pump on the hydraulic pump handle was instant and absolute crush. I should have done other crushing first as this was to server for a ‘from cold’ crushing. I drove back to my cabin and rang the trout and eel complex on Mount Tongariro.


This one looked smaller and felt lighter on the Land Rover but it still was a heavy animal. I put I drove through Waiouru on the way down and the truck weight bridge was open. I got waved in.


“That is a fair load you have there,” the officer said to me.


“Yes he is. He actually looked bigger when he was attacking me.” I replied.


“Is it yours?” the officer enquired.


“It was a stray in the Kaimanawa Ranges.” I said pulling out my DOC Identification. “I normally catch horses. Oh do I need to declare that I have my gun on me?” I asked the officer before I was treated as concealing.


“Where about is it?” He asked.


I flicked a small panel in the dashboard, “There is the firing pin.” Walking to a pouch on side in a slot. “There is the pea shooter. And rounds are in the glove box.” I finished with.


“You are carrying correctly. We will not worry about it anymore. Where are you taking this?”


Thank goodness I got passed the firearm check. The Winchester was in an illegal ready to fire state. If he saw that I probably be hauled to a city for processing. I had shown him a Birmingham Small Arms (BSA) 5.4 millimetre rim fire riffle that had no ability to drop a bull.


“I am taking it to the eel place down the road. Occasionally they by feed from me.” I said thinking once is not occasionally.


I was waved on so finished the journey and the bull weighed 3,350 pounds. 1515 kilograms at 35 cents per kilo (hum the price has gone down) is still over $500. I did not go back to work after that. I went home and cleaned up and went to Stephen place. He was huge compared to last week.


He called me over to the stall and when I arrived I turned my back to him. He placed his arms around my midsection and pulled it in halfway and sat me on the stall. He sustained the crush depth and I was impressed.


“Who do you think will go for release first?” I said taunting him.


He responded by pulling in a little deeper. Three minutes later he was quivering and I was secretly beyond handling.


“Do you want to call it a draw,” I said to him.


I placed my hands on the giant ball belly and asked, “Lets check out the power level of this”.


He then wondered over to the up rights and our rib cages were actually touching. He made an adjustment and climbed in with me. This was it, he started to let the giant belly flop out of the ribcage where he was hiding it and it was massive. Before I was ready he started the belly wave roll, which was pushing my guts in by two thirds.


“Just hold it out for as long as you can please.” I requested.


It was nowhere near a horse but it was enjoyable. He lasted 6 minutes before the effort of distending it was taking a toll so I said to carry on kneading it with the belly roll.


“Are you happy you tried this?” I asked him.


“I never thought it could be this easy to build muscle. I will catch up to Tracy soon. She has stopped using Andrew and Karen to crush her during crunches. She set up the pole we were standing on with a coils spring from a Mark 2 Zephyr. Fully down it gives a 1,000 kilograms of pressure. At the moment she can only do ten at that level but next week she will be doing them all.” Stephen sounded like he was not grasping it as real when he said that.


“When you get tired of rolling your belly we will do the mattress.” I suggested.


“I am actually gaining muscle mass doing this.” He said.


We took turns of being at the bottom in the horizontal position. Then it was time for the air bag between our bellies. We both relaxed our bellies and pumped it up to 10 pounds per square inch. That does not sound like much but the is for every square inch of the bag surface pressing our bellies.


After 5 minutes I asked for 1 more PSI and Stephen agreed. After 40 minutes of increases we reached Bar (14.5PSI).


“Is this enough pressure for you?” asked Stephen.


“I want to hold for 1 hour and then decide on an increase or not.” I replied knowing I would want more.


At the one-hour mark Stephen wanted to stop.


“Is that enough to satisfy your desire to be squashed?” I asked him.


“Yes but I would like it daily.” He replied.


It is an hour round trip between farm and hut and that has to come off work time. I understood the daily crush as I had the crush spot on the Land Rover and I use it every day.


“Can you manage another belly wave now?” I asked trying to avoid answering the daily trips.


He removed the air bag but sucking in his stomach and pulling it out. Then he started the kneading action again. After he finished that I asked him if he had another air bag crush in him and with a smile he did. We started at 10 PSI (690 kilopascals) and increased to bar again. Stephen lasted 35 minutes before he yielded and went to a belly wave again.


“You know how you find belly waves builds your abdominal muscles…Tracy uses a vibrator in her love tunnel and on her colitis erous to force her hip and stomach muscles into continuous involuntary pulsing. Just a thought for you to look at stimulation muscle growth.” I said.


“You mean like putting sex toy up my back passage?” He asked.


“Yes but vibrating one. Sleep with it if you can.”


“I can get something from Wanganui on Monday.” (In the 70’s shops including supermarkets closed at 5 PM on Friday and opened at (9 AM on Monday).


“Do not loose it in the clonic cleaner. Meet up again tomorrow at 5 pm or earlier? We start daily crushing.” I said.


I went back on Saturday night as agreed and we did another full belly crushing including reverse bear hug.

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Chapter 6





This was the start of daily crushing. I did not realise that his trip to Tracy’s place; cleansing, feeding and working out was taking him 2.5 hours a day. A farm can show neglect when the farmer slacks off. He wanted to transfer the daily crushing to the morning instead of two interruptions. I wanted to avoid this situation, as it is usually play after the work is done. Plus I still was using the crush spot during the day.


I carried on at night crushing for a month when I decided to change over. Just a trial to see how it goes.


There was a lot more energy in the morning at Tracy and Andrew place. I saw the spring on the pole and Andrew standing on it. Tracy was doing 300 crunches and Stephen was doing 300 but with the spring half compressed. He had tried a vibrator called an egg but that made him have a bowel motion ejecting the feed so he had the feed at the end but started with a flush. In 10 days he had a fully compressed spring so Tracy altered it to take two coil-springs. Stephen got to fully compressed springs before Tracy but Stephen belly was not growing. I was looking at his fat intake, which was 18 pounds of butter a day. So much was going to muscle building and the rest was sustaining the level of fat he had.


The choices were to increase his intake, decrease the upper-body work out, decrease overall work out or accept that he will never have enough gut fat to push his belly button to my spine. He was strong enough to sustain a crush. The time factor of how long muscles can be held tensed was not going to change. He had enough abdominal strength but he had an ego thing going with Tracy. Lab report said it was unwise to tax his system with more instant absorption compound.


“Hey Stephen can you easy up on the work out for a week just to get your belly a bit bigger to squash me completely? You can go back to strengthening afterwards.” I asked.


He agreed and at the end of the week he was bigger than required. He was hitting my back on belly waves and full press out were immense squash. He loved that it was an immense crush on his belly fat to. The air bag was over the top when it reached 1 bar and I took an hour before I reached the point I could handle the pressure. Stephen was taking it as an ego thing again but clearly wanted to quit earlier than he was.


When he went back to strength work outs he only was maintaining current level and sustain belly fat quantity. The pulling the bus up the slope changed. My Land Rover was removed from the formula and they had their backs to the bus. They were against a wall made if railway lines and the cable passed either side to a bar across their bellies. They tried lowering tyre pressures to increase roll resistance but going over the rocks it looked like that could damage the tyres so weight was daily added to the bus. Tracy after another month was doing 4 up down with the bus.


Andrew claimed that the sex was getting vicious and scary but he always initialised it. I got to play with Tracy’s midriff power pack and it was ridged as a dead persons. I was worried what happens when she stops the workouts.


The weeks went by and Stephen was pulled up for aggressive sex with someone he met in the Ohakune Pub. I had never heard of Steroids or the rage that came with them. The sex was not amorist but violence. Something I learned when Stephen after the reverse bear hug pinned me down and raped me.


Everything stopped after that.


I did get to touch and play with Tracy’s midriff as it deteriorated until she raped me. I was unconscious from a crush and she pummelled my body with what ever she was doing.


I should have never tried to live this fantasy.

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