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Phillip asks Gruda the Trampler to step on him

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The Chronicles of Gruda the Trampler, Chapter 3: Phillip asks Gruda the Trampler to step on him.

You can read Chapter 2 here:

Gruda the Trampler vs Low Level Armour

The image of Gruda's colossal foot crushing the armor with ease was forever etched in Phillip's mind. He couldn't shake the morbid fascination that had taken hold of him, the strange desire to experience the full force of the orc warrior's immense weight.

He knew that asking Gruda to step on him was a risky proposition. She was a creature of raw power, unpredictable and untamed. There was no guarantee that she would comply with his request, and even if she did, there was no guarantee that he would survive.

But the allure of the experience was too strong to resist. Phillip was drawn to Gruda's power, to the sheer force that she exuded. He wanted to feel her weight, to be crushed beneath her foot, to experience the ultimate submission.

As he wrestled with his thoughts, Phillip decided to approach Gruda with caution. He would start by simply asking her about her strength, about the limits of her power. He would gauge her reaction, assess her mood, and then, if it seemed safe, he would broach the subject of his unusual request.

He found Gruda sitting alone in a clearing, her massive form casting a long shadow in the fading light. She was sharpening her axe, her movements swift and precise, her muscles rippling beneath her skin.

Phillip approached her slowly, his heart pounding in his chest. He cleared his throat, trying to mask his nervousness. "Gruda," he began, his voice barely a whisper, "I have been wondering about your strength."

Gruda paused her sharpening and looked up at Phillip, her eyes burning with an intensity that made him shiver. "My strength is great," she replied, her voice a deep rumble.

Phillip nodded, his fascination growing. "I have seen you crush armor with your bare foot," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "It was incredible."

Gruda grunted in satisfaction. "It was a weak armor," she said dismissively. "I could crush far stronger things."

Phillip swallowed hard, his desire mingled with a growing sense of fear. "I was wondering," he stammered, his voice barely audible, "if you could perhaps... step on me."

Gruda's eyes narrowed, her expression unreadable. "Step on you?" she echoed, her voice laced with amusement.

Phillip nodded, his face flushing crimson. "Yes," he confessed, his voice gaining strength. "I want to feel your power, to be crushed beneath your foot."

Gruda studied Phillip for a long moment, her eyes searching his. She seemed to be intrigued by his request, perhaps even a little flattered.

Finally, she broke into a slow, predatory smile. "Very well," she said, her voice rumbling like thunder. "Lie down before me."

Phillip's heart pounded in his chest as he sank to the ground, his body trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. Gruda stood over him, her massive form casting a shadow that enveloped him.

"Look at me," she commanded, her voice echoing through the clearing.

Phillip raised his eyes to meet hers, his gaze filled with a mixture of fascination and dread. Gruda's eyes bored into his, her expression unreadable. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she raised her massive foot and placed it just above his chest, not quite pressing it down fully. The weight of her foot was immense, pressing down on him with an almost unbearable force, even though she was only applying a fraction of her full weight.

Phillip gasped as the air was forced from his lungs, his body compressed beneath the orc warrior's immense pressure. He could feel the muscles in her foot flex and strain, the power of her strength coursing through him.

Gruda stood there for a moment, savoring the feeling of power, the feeling of dominion over this tiny human who had dared to submit to her. Then, with a grunt of satisfaction, she removed her foot slightly, allowing Phillip to draw a few ragged breaths.

As Phillip lay there, panting for breath, his body bruised but oddly exhilarated, he couldn't help but ask Gruda a question that had been burning in his mind. "Why didn't you use your full weight?" he inquired, his voice a mix of curiosity and awe.

Gruda looked down at him, her expression unreadable. "There was no need," she replied simply. "A fraction of my strength was enough to subdue you."

Her words were like a punch to Phillip's gut, a stark reminder of the immense power gap between them. He had felt the strength in her foot, the way it had pressed down on him with an almost unbearable force. And if that was just a fraction of her power, he couldn't imagine what it would be like to experience the full force of her wrath.

Yet, despite the fear that gnawed at his heart, Phillip couldn't deny the strange sense of satisfaction he felt. He had dared to submit to a creature of immense power, to experience the force of her dominance, and he had survived.

"Thank you," he muttered, his voice barely audible.

Gruda grunted in acknowledgment and turned away, leaving Phillip alone with his thoughts. He lay there for a long time, replaying the events of the day in his mind. He had witnessed Gruda's overwhelming strength, had felt the weight of her power, and he would never forget it.

As he finally got to his feet, his body aching and his mind still reeling, Phillip knew that he had been changed. He had faced his fear, had surrendered to his desire, and he had emerged a different man. He was still afraid of Gruda, but he was also drawn to her, to the raw power that she exuded.

And as he walked away, he couldn't help but wonder if he would ever have the courage to ask her to step on him again.
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As Gruda sat with her fellow female orcs, her massive form filling the space around her, she recounted her encounter with the curious human, Phillip. Her companions listened with rapt attention, their eyes wide with a mix of fascination and amusement.

"He asked me to step on him," Gruda rumbled, her voice a deep rumble that echoed through the cavernous hall.

A collective gasp rippled through the group. "He asked you to step on him?" one of the orcs echoed, her voice laced with disbelief.

Gruda nodded, a predatory grin spreading across her face. "Yes, he did. He said he wanted to feel my power, to be crushed beneath my foot."

The other orcs exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of shock and intrigue. They had never heard of such a request, and they couldn't help but wonder what had driven the human to make such an unusual proposition.

"Why would he do that?" another orc asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

Gruda shrugged, her expression unreadable. "I don't know," she replied. "Perhaps he finds it... pleasurable."

The other orcs erupted in laughter, the sound echoing through the hall. They couldn't imagine anything more pleasurable than standing on a human, feeling their tiny bones crack beneath their immense weight.

Gruda chuckled, joining in the merriment. "Perhaps he is simply curious," she suggested. "He wants to experience the full extent of my power."

The other orcs nodded in agreement. After all, Gruda was one of the strongest orcs in the tribe, her weight capable of crushing even the most durable boulders. It was no wonder that a human would be curious to feel her power firsthand.

"But why would he want to be crushed?" one of the orcs asked. "It must be painful."

Gruda shook her head. "Humans are strange creatures," she said. "They find pleasure in pain, in submission. It is something I will never fully understand."

The other orcs nodded, their expressions thoughtful. They had never considered humans in this way before, but it made sense in a strange way. After all, humans were known for their strange and often contradictory desires.

As the conversation continued, the orcs speculated about the human's motivations. Some believed that he was simply curious, while others believed that he had a masochistic streak. Still others believed that he was simply trying to impress them, to show them that he was not afraid of their power.

Whatever the reason, the orcs were intrigued by the human's request. They had never met a creature who wanted to be stepped on, and they couldn't help but wonder what he would be like in person.

Gruda, for her part, was simply amused by the whole situation. She had never had a human ask her to step on him before, and she found the whole thing quite entertaining. She couldn't wait to see what he would do next.


You can read Chapter 4 here:  The Trample Raid
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