Her roommate

“Oh damn we were about to get good, I guess your safe for now. Though that all depends on her mood” says Jessica as turns around to walk to the door. You can’t help but sign in relief but her words worried you, who’s mood did it depend on?

Jessica opens the door slightly to someone out of your view and they talk with low voices, you’re barely able to hear and can only make out the words, “stressed”, “toy”, “kill” and “sharing”, something along those lines. You shivered out of fear.

Jessica opens the door fully and in walks a short blonde haired girl, she was relatively thin with a small chest and she was wearing jeans. Her thighs seemed extremely wide tho and they pushed out a lot on her jeans. “This is Julia my roommate, she’s had a stressful day so we’re gonna have some therapy scissoring, hope you don’t mind Dougie”. As she says that Julia begins to undress taking off her shirt to reveal a six pack which didn’t help put your mind and ease and next was her jeans which she struggled with but as she removed them it’s like she was unsheathing a sword, her thighs were absolutely massive. Like massive is an understatement, they were something out of the strongest person in the world competition. Completely chiseled like a statue you couldn’t help but stare she turned around to place her jeans down and her glutes were flawless. Everything about her lower body was perfect and scarily muscular and you notice the tattoo on her right thigh saying, ‘registered weapon’ and on the other thigh saying, ‘hydraulic press, operate with caution’. “Like what you see” she says sounding like such a cheerful girl, “I get complimented on them a lot, it’s cause I used to be a dancer and wrestled when I was young” she lets out a small laugh. Her laugh seemed so adorable you couldn’t help but wonder how she was roommates with that sadist. “Used to be a dancer and wrestler?” Says Jessica, “you’ve danced for 15 years and you won a national wrestling title last year in both males and females, that’s not in the past!” This scared you, who was this girl with the monstrous thighs and what was ‘therapy scissoring’.

She begins to stroll towards you and her massive thighs get closer with each step you get more and more scared, Jessica knocked you out but this girl might kill you. She pushes you down to the ground and standing above you shame says, “I haven’t had a stress relieving toy in so long, hopefully I remember to be gentle” and with that she wraps her legs around your stomach and begins to apply pressure.

You feel is almost immediately just who you’re working with, her face is still completely innocent and smiling but it’s like you have an elephant on your stomach. Jessica walks over too and wraps her thighs around your chest and she also begins to squeeze. “Just like old times” she says. “Yeah it’s been a while since we’ve dominated a boy like this, we used to make all those boys in grade school cry, and then you’d **** your way down their throat until they cried again” says Julia. Your face is already turning red and you’re struggling for air as you’re trapped helplessly between the legs of these two goddesses. “So basically my training partner quit”, begins Julia completely relaxing despite destroying your internal organs, “that’s awful” says Jessica, “just squeeze your problems away”. You feel both of them get tighter and you’re coughing now. “So we were sparing as usual cause I have a tournament coming up, and I got him on the ground into a front headscissor but I landed on my back the wrong way which caused I guess a shock of pain through my spine and I squeeze with like 60% **** and I broke his neck putting him in the hospital” cries Julia, “and he said that he wouldn’t be helping me anymore and he even call me a freak” well you found that one obviously she was literally mashing you with no trouble. “That’s awful” says Jessica as she shifts around and puts you in an arm bad. “Yeah now I got to find another training partner, do you wanna help me?” Cried Julia. “I’m you’re friend and all but even I’m afraid of those things” says Jessica, “how big are they anyways”? “What my thighs, um last time I checked I think they were 31 inches or something” says Julia, “and I think when I was squeezing the scale to check my pressure it read like 600 lbs”. “Holy shit” you cry, “you can still talk?” Says Jessica, “ well obviously we aren’t going hard enough, isn’t like 500 lbs enough to shatter a human skull”. “I think so” replies Julia, “I would never do that though”. “Yes I’m aware, but Doug here can still talk so let’s see how much **** he can take from you trying”. You whimpered at this, this cute petite girl had the ability to kill someone with just her thighs, and she was gonna put the pressure on you. “Well I’d feel bad if I put him in the hospital so I’ll start with like 20%, hopefully he can handle it” says Julia as she begins to stand up showing off once again her absolutely insane legs. Jessica stands up as well to make room for her and Julia sits on the ground behind you and pulls your head in between her thighs she locks her ankles. “Here goes”.

Pain. The most immense pain ever. Your face is swallowed whole by her 31 inch thighs.