hello to all readers.. my epithet is kuttan and I 'm from south India. this write up I write is a true incident and not a narrative. this incident is a collation of many lowly 1 and all adds up to make me one hell of a lucky bastard.

I was voice of a formula family unit and I was the entirely nestling. and both my parents worked so it did n't make much difference during school twenty-four hour period but when it came to holiday time, I proved to be a real mayhem to my parent 's fear. luckily we had a neighbour syndicate. there were two the great unwashed, the mother who was in her 40 's ( widow ) and her girl nithya ( 23 at that tip ). nithya chechi was working as a receptionist in a firm so being well groomed was no job. she was attractive by any standards but not exactly what multitude would anticipate aphrodisiacal straight. the serious portion about chechi was she had the right curves in the right hand places. her mother was a little on the plumper side but worked out to my advantage ( you 'll find out soon ).
I have a monolithic foot juju and crush fetish. all this I owe to none other than nithya chechi.
the first incident that got me off was with crushing. it was at the age of 6 when I was off schoolhouse on summer vacation. nithya chechi had just bought a new scooter and they had delivered it home plate. I had just stepped out to play around the sign of the zodiac and I noticed across the bulwark there was a new vehicle at their position. I ran across and entered their gate just in time when chechi and her mother came out. they had the usual affair one would carry for a pooja. chechi yelled out `` oi kutta ! hitch out my new scooty ! now I do n't have to run around and tag you and get tired. I will now give chase you down with this ! '' she gave me an evil grinning. the sort of teasing mass do to banter. chechi 's mother said kutta, come, we 're going to do pooja for the vehicle, stick around for the sweet. I decided to rest back. chechi was applying the saffron and early affair and hanging wreath on the vehicle when her mother was performing the rituals. all set. her female parent then smashed the autumn pumpkin on the ground which meant all they had to do was proceed the fomite. what happened next was the one rationality that put me through fetich. chechi got on the vehicle and started it. her mother got on behind her on the pillion. she then remembered she forgot to observe the lemon yellow under the wheels. she yelled out to me who was standing right in battlefront of them `` hey kutta, run into the firm quickly and get the two lemons that were kept on the table and go on one under each bike ''. I did as I was told. once the lemon was kept under, I looked up and that was the first prison term I saw them both as something else, as two giant dominant figures. two goddesses. she tried moving the vehicle forward a little and the lemon tree slipped out the tire 's path and rolled away. she laughed and said I think the miserable lemon is scared. she then said `` kutta, come get that lemon again and station it under. this fourth dimension hold it for the initial division with your finger ''. I was just too mesmerized by the events to even think twice about my fingers. once again, I did as I was told. this time I squat down right in forepart of the vehicle at an arm 's length and held the lemon in place between my fingers. I can find the quiver of the engine pulsating though the lemon. I looked up. and it was THE view. I had never before felt this little and starting to get the sense of being overpowered. what I saw was a young attractive female child with a cute yet vicious grin and right behind her was her mother peeping over the shoulder of her daughter only to wait down at me again. she asked me if I was make and I said yes. she slowly powered up the vehicle a piffling and the vehicle started putting pressure on the lemon. I look up and I see a huge glad grin with a mephistophelean tinge to it. towering in front man of me. she gave me a slight wink and asked me to dispatch my digit now that the stinker would stay in lieu. me, like a chump who din understand the conception of subtleness, got up from my squat but decided to kneel down in front of the fomite to follow the shot. I was entering the curious phase of fetish. I knelt and now observe changing my sight between the devilish grinned chechi and the state of the poor lemon. until now it was nothing to me and now out of nowhere I had a new emotion backwash over me. verbalise sympathy for the lemon tree but not in a sad way. my mind kept thinking this new thing, `` darn that favourable lemon ''. and then the game starts. she looks down at me and asks, hey kutta ! what are you staring at down there ? is it done ? not yet right ? wait wait. I 'm coming. she revved it a little more and pop. the Citrus limon popped out and got CRUSHED under the weight of chechi and her mother. I look up and chechi was breathing heavily, her boobs raising and dropping in exhilaration. I had finally entered the human race of squeeze fetish. pure joy yet a state of fear had me at that period. and that 's when her mother said `` oi kutta ! what are you still sitting there for ? you thinking about the lemon ? do n't care. you sit there for Sir Thomas More than a second and chechi will do the Saami to you. before I could even comprehend and generate it a mentation, chechi had started moving forward again towards me. one invertebrate foot is all it took to reach me. see the idea, a well nurtured Cy Young lady sitting on a scooty with her fountainhead put on mother behind her. and in front of the fomite a incapacitated slight 6yr old kneeling down. and then it happened. she inched forward. and the front wheel of the scooty touched me. I felt dominated. the rack up part of all was. the power point of physical contact was none former than a 6yr olds petite little puny ****. I was dumbstruck and immobilize. I could n't not go. did n't require to either. it was a second I LOVED yet was terrified. her mother then said `` nithya ! ! ! what are you doing ? '' and to that chechi replied `` kutta has been a risque boy. I think I have to teach him his spot, huh kutta ? want me to polish off you off ? huh ? ? ? `` she said with a pollyannaish yet slightly wild pretending tone of voice ''. I did n't propel a hair. just froze. with that she nudged a niggling. my **** just felt the insistence of it all. but very slightly. her mother then said `` if that 's the case, what are you still waiting for ? get on with it. chechi slowly started nudging and nudging. she 'd tycoon up a short. nudge, let go and again power up. she was nudging my **** in pulsation. god I was off to beyond heaven. the whole time both of them staring down at me and jus grin. finally she powered up kept pressure building up. she pushed enough for me to lose correspondence and fall back on my rump with my legs spread wide of the mark. she did n't give up. she kept going until her rack once again came in contact but this time with the entire jewellery. **** and ball now that I 'm laying down. I was now the lemon. and with one concluding push button, my **** and balls were now compressed to below half their master size. once again I look up and I see chechi heaving with exhilaration. OMG. priceless. they both started laughing their bosom off at the way I fell back like a skittle. useless helpless and big inexperienced person eyed. her mother hopped down laughing and walked to the front and then gasped. she said `` NITHYA ! oh my god ! ( laughing even harder ) do you bonk what you 've been hitting all along and now crushing ? ? it 's his jewellery ! ! ! hahaha ! '' and with that nithya chechi burst out ! `` are you serious ma ? I'vee got his jewellery ? ? waiting postponement '' and then she powered a little more. her female parent stood over me watching her daughter crush my poor little lost **** and laughed out cheap even more. the whole time I did n't utter a single noise even. then it finally hit chechi. mamma, I think he likes it. he has n't winced or made a undivided bit of noise the whole time. hey kutta, u like it ? huh ? she winked. I silently nodded in fear to a yes. that was it. they both started laughing again. she kept the throttle up and little and I cud sense the force per unit area high-pitched constantly and also the shakiness of the vehicle shooting up from the tip of my **** all the way to my affectionateness. I 've definitely larn my place. and it was smart as a whip. chechi then rolled back to let go and noticed the tire marks on my tiny little shorts, exactly on the **** and ball region. she got off the vehicle and walked to me. I 'm still on my spine with stage out wide. like a bambino. she bends down. I can see her boobs now hanging down with gravity. she then says `` aw poor kuttan, his kunju has become dirty want me to dust it off ? '' she then took her right groundwork out of her slippers and hovered it above my jewel set. she stares into my eyes and then uses her toes to jus sweep off the airfoil of the shorts to dust if off. her mother laughed again ! `` nithya ! he is so precious like a little pup ! '' nithya chechi still bending down jus raised her head to look her mum and laughed too. but she hadnt moved her metrical foot away from my **** yet. she now turned back and lookin down said. `` ok kutta, I think you 've had decent caper prison term today. get along tonight and chechi will give u a gift tonight '' and she then jus ruffled my jewel set with her groundwork like how one would do to a minor 's hair and she left. her and her mum both got on the vehicle and left for a ride. I lay there in their front man railyard awe struck.

I headed straight home bewildered at what had just happened. my tiny trivial **** still throbbing from all that pressure sensation from under nithya chechi and her sonsie mother.
I managed to sleep correctly up until dinner party prison term. once done with dinner party my mum yelled out `` kutta ! nithya chechi 's calling u over. she wanted you to stay over at her place tonight, she has some work for you ''. I got dressed after a shower and walked over to her gate nervously. the vehicle which had crushed my jewels stood in the corner. I rang the door Vanessa Bell and I heard nithya chechi yell `` come in kutta. I 'm just having my dinner. sit by the tv and I 'll be with you in a moment. I once again did as I was told.
chechi came back from the dining room and walked towards. she sat on the couch and asked me to sit down on the floor future to her. she sat with her legs stretched out square and crossed at the ankle joint. I 've always been a very closing curtain pet to chechi. I practically grew up at chechi 's care leaving behind only the breastfeed. she then said `` kutta, my legs are hurting a bit today, can you delight sit on them for a while ? that might help a little I think '' and pointed at her tibia. she wanted me to sit at her ankle with her pegleg stretched out straight. I sat facing her down on the floor, on her articulatio talocruralis. she flipped through the channels on the tele and all I did was squat on her mortise joint and admire chechi. she then looked down at me and said why don u sit facing the other way so at to the lowest degree u can see tele. and I did, I turned around and squat down on her articulatio talocruralis again. now my **** and lump were hanging inside my petite little shorts just mm away from the top of her fundament. we both watched tele for a patch and I was starting to doze off a little while squatting still. she called out `` kutta ? kutta ? ? ? '' and I barely responded. chechi decided to claim up a different way of waking me up. she used the top of her rectify foot to perpetrate up and press against my **** and jiggle it a petty and that shook me up. I wake up and appear down and I see chechi 's big and second toe spreading apart and holding my midget little pink **** between and tug it out a footling. I was woken from peaceful snooze to a heavenly pinch. I din utter a Word of God and got back to watching the tele while chechi played her toes with my **** like nothing happened. and later, I had developed the itch to take a leak, a desperate one at that. I said to chechi `` chechi, I want to involve the loo urgently, please ? ''. she said that 's alright kutta, and she got up along with me and followed me to the pot. I asked her what happened chechi and she said `` kutta, your quite an sleepy and the last matter I want is for u to doze off while peeing so I 'll jus come. do n't worry I wo n't see anything ''. that said I was okay with it so I went in and walked to the pot. she said don fuss kutta, jus squat down succeeding to the drainage hole and pee right there. I felt awkward but no saying no to my new goddess. I pulled down my shortstop and my tiny petty undy that had caught my jewels in a pocket-sized piddling lump and squat down. she stood behind me. I started leaking and the aim was a petty off the drain. what chechi did side by side was absolutely epic. she slid her right fundament under my buns and used the big toe and second toe to catch hold of the footling **** and directed it towards the waste pipe while standing behind me. I did n't protest at all. she jus giggled and said good one kutta. once I was done, she jiggled the **** like a insect and yanked it one last time before letting go. she then poured a minuscule water from a mug down my butt fissure and used the top of her base to rub and dampen off from the **** to crack. and finally, before finishing up, she jus playfully poked my bunghole with her big toe a couplet of multiplication which made me bounce a minuscule like a jigger and she laughed. I giggled too in regard to the ticklish feeling. I pulled my undy and shorts up and we both walked back to the tele. she said I would be sleeping over at their place as my mum and dad were meddling with work that night. chechi asked me if I was sleepy and I shamelessly confessed I lost my quietus after that short tickling. she laughed too. she sat on the couch again and stretched her legs and I assumed I 'll have to sit on her ankle again. this is when the things changed to the rougher end. just before I cud sit down, she said with a tail voice. I 'm feeling quite bored tonight. so I 'm going to use you as my play toy tonight. you better not stimulate any racket. I did n't know what to expect. she then ordered. take out your shorts and tee shirt. jus wear your undy and kneel before me. she sat hybridizing legged now right over left while I knelt down mostly defenseless. she stared down at me. I see you like to be under my feet quite a lot kutta, you have a certain liking towards my feet ? huh ? do n't lie. I was starting to get a small shaky and scared.. too scared at the way she was dangling her foot and sheepishly confessed yes chechi bowing my head down in shame. she then brought her right foot from dangling in air to nudging my small short pot belly jus so it wobbles a tiny bit. she giggled and said `` cute ''. she then looked me straight in the eye and slowly took her feet further down from my belly until her toes were just below my jewels. she just brought her fundament up a small but so the top of her toe was now touching the underside of my egg. and then a interference from the sleeping accommodation doorway, her mother had woken up for a drink and noticed this. she then said `` oooh, what do we ingest here now, nithya ? he is still succumbing to your orders huh ? not bad. what is he saying now ? or rather what is that tiny minuscule kunju of his saying ? ''. her female parent came and sat side by side to her daughter on the redact hybridizing legged too. `` ooooh, see at how cute he is, look at that tiny little undy and the way his niggling kunju makes a small short hunk in that v'shape ! cho cute ! ! ! it 's no braggy than your toe nithya ! ! ! ''. nithya chechi in reply `` I know ma ! he has grown to be 6yrs old but his kunju from what I remember has n't changed a bit since his age of 2 ! ! it 's still so lowly and spongy ''. saying this, nithya chechi lifted her big toe and consequently lifted my small little sac too. `` ma ! maybe small but it weighs More than what it looks ma ! condition it out no ? oi kutta ! relocation and kneel in front of ammamma 's animal foot ''. I had no selection but to undergo this mortification. I scooted over to kneel in front of ammamma 's feet. her mother looked at me and said `` kutta, spirit at me, look at my look when I see what 's what '' and as I stared in pure mercy, she lifted that big toe of hers and gently lifted my sac too. `` my my, it is quite heavy. hmmmm '' she was rolling my sac between her two toes. I was blown away. nithya chechi then said, kutta, come and lay down on the floor by our pes, there 's a goodness motion-picture show on the tele and I want to feel comfortable when I watch it. lay on your back quickly. and remove that small undy of yours too. hmmm. get on with it, quickly. I did without a choice in hell and lay. nithya chechi placed her understructure on my face. a offset clip for me, and ordered me to start licking the fillet of sole of her feet. I 've never done this ever before. so I did so hesitantly. the taste was salty and yet enjoyable. her female parent jus placed her feet on my belittled little tummy. a petty while passed and then chechi asked me to start out sucking on her big toe. I did, devoting myself to it like a child would to a lollipop. after I got the toe all nice and sloppy wet, chechi asked me to swap centering and pass around my pegleg wide up and open like a toddler. I now had her mother 's ft on my face. chechi started a different plot now. she started using that wet toe to tickle and stimulate my arsehole. I was tickled beyond control and squirmed under their feet. her mother pinned me down hard with her dense so. I was in the paradise 's equivalent of hell. what a night I thought. just then, I got the shock of a life. chechi slowly started pushing that big toe forcefully yet slowly into my arsehole. I 've never felt any painfulness close to what I was going thru. it was obliterating. she looked down at the way I was squirming like a worm under their base and laughed. her mother too started laughing so hard the jiggle of her body put more weight on my face through her metrical unit. and after a little struggle and a world 's worth of pain, the toe was in my bum hole. I felt wide-cut from the rear. ouch ! ! ! tears flow from my eye. nithya chechi the whole time sat and watched tele like nothing happened. her female parent noticed where nithya chechi 's toe had entered and laughed ! `` oh my god nithya ! why have you done this to him now ? '' and nithya chechi replied `` oh I do n't recognise, just thought it might be squeamish and snug for the toe '' and winked. she slowly started wiggling that toe and I cud feel her toe movement inside my arse. I was in a lot of pain sensation but not the pain worth complaining. I felt crushed and smashed under their power now. I felt like **** and weirdly, I was happy all this was even happening. the fetich has caught me on full and I realize now there 's never a way out. and I thank god for that. rather my goddess ; - ). anyways. my total arse movement and shakes around as chechi effort wiggling her toe in and around my arsehole. she was definitely one hard woman. she then looked down at me kept her former foot exactly between where the balls hang and the arse, the undercarriage. a very sensitive arena and she was pressing her sole into that speckle. I started feeling a little weird and out of the universe. in a well way though. by now they were both getting a trivial drear so they decided to hit the bed. nithya chechi 's mother just got up with one substructure on the story and the other on my mouth, crushing me like I was nothing at all and walked away without even lookin back what she had just done. I just wanted to shudder at their exponent and submit my whole lifetime. hmmmmm .... and succeeding, nithya chechi turned off the tele and she too pulled her toe out with a pop, kept that feet down and the other feet she placed fair and square on my small ****, got up and walked away. just before the door, she said sleep on my bed 's floor mat and I 'll see to u tomorrow dayspring. and did as I was told.
the next first light I wake up and by the metre I wake up they both had gotten make to leave for work, a little to begin with than usual. nithya chechi yelled out to me `` kutta ! ! kutta ! ! ! come in out, we are leaving now, do and give us the good luck for the day ''. I din sympathise what chechi meant by that but obediently, I got up butt naked and ran out towards her voice. the mother and daughter had both sat ready on their scooty and were waiting for me. nithya chechi yelled out `` hey kutta ! what are you staring at ? hasten up and lay under the wheel, we want to get the lot going quickly. I did n't know what to do. before I cud go and lay down, her female parent ordered me to buss both their slippers. I did as I was told. her mother then took a banana out of her office bag and peeled it and threw it on the priming jus by her daughter 's foundation. she then said nithya, pitiable trivial rat must be hungry, feed him quickly before you leave. nithya chechi giggled and placed her slippered metrical unit very slightly on the banana. she then said `` oi kutta. kneel down and touch your forehead to the floor. I want you to see the banana. '' and I did. I now watched nithya chechi in her vivid chudidhar and her female parent in a sari sitting on their vehicle like queen and me kneeling down before chechi 's feet waiting for my food for thought to be served. I felt insanely in dearest. nithya chechi slowly started putting pressure on the banana and I watched it gracefully yet surely get smushed under the goddess 's feet. it started oozing out of the side of the slippers. once mashed, chechi kept her cad on the ground, jus lifted the toe role of the slippers to expose the fillet of sole and said `` kickoff licking it off ! haste '' I did as I was asked to. the scandal and slime from her slippers along with a completely disfigured and mashed banana was just the redress thing I need to feel under. once I had finished, she asked me to get back to being under the wheel. I sat on my stern and leaned back on my elbow supporting with leg up and wide open. she started her vehicle. ready ma ? she asked. her mother signalled yes by jus nudging her daughter boobs. they both stared down at me. nithya chechi then said `` oi kutta, call back what happened to that banana ? huh ? '' I nodded. `` that 's exactly what 's going to happen to your pathetic little kunju now. watch '' and with that she slowly moved to nudge and sustain going until the pressure got real bad. I watched as my little **** hung on top of my globe in ignominy, then she nudges to come up it upright. and then starts putting insistency. that 's when that soft diminished trivial pillar slowly compresses until it becomes zilch more than a slightly big hickey in my crotch sphere and finally, the finale pump in throttle made the balls bulge like it was going to pop. aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh ! was all I wanted to say but nothing came out my squished consistence. only tears out the eyes. I was CRUSHED under the weightiness of a girl and mother ! both sadistically deduce pleasure at the sight of my little **** getting smashed helplessly. they laughed their arse off again. and finally. for the finis, chechi gave one hard rev that the vehicle momentarily clambered on my lilliputian **** for a fraction of a arcsecond. that was it. broad weightiness and run over. my **** had disappeared into nada and my musket ball flattened. all under nithya chechi. they finished laughing and asked me to get up and kneel once again along the side of the scooty. they both looked at the way my **** had shrunk and my balls flattened. nithya chechi jus jiggled my gem with the toe of her slippers, laughed and left without even a good-bye. I stood there in nil else but let out ignominy and pure humiliation.

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