Hide N Seek(Edited)I’ve always had a foot fetish, but My Very First Trample Experience happened when I was 11 years old. It was a Saturday afternoon around 12pm. I was at the next door neighbors house where 6 kids lived to help move a heavy dresser to the curb. The Mother thanked me for my help, and told the two older siblings they were to accompany her in grocery shopping. While I was in the house I noticed in one of the bedrooms there was a huge massive pile of clothes on top of a bed. I thought to myself wow that’s a lot of clothes, but then the mother turn to me told me I had to go home, she was about to leave, and the girls had chores to do. The mother also said to me that she didn’t want any distractions from them doing there chores, but I knew she didn’t want any boys in the house with her other 3 daughters while she was gone. Before I walked out there home I heard the mother address the third oldest daughter giving her instructions on the chores she, and her other two younger sisters were expected to complete while she was gone. The mother told the third oldest child she was in charge of her two younger siblings then told her she was also in charge of the youngest son age 5, to be watched by the other two girls at home that were 7, & 9, years old. The mother told the girls to watch the 5 year old son ,and to fold and put away the laundry that she washed early that morning. The clean laundry was massive that it covered the whole bed in a huge pile in another room. The 3 girls wanted to play before they started the chores, and since their mother & older siblings would be gone for hours shopping they had time.  The mother’s instruction was not to leave the house until they finish the laundry in which they agreed. So before the mother left,  she told me I had to go home so the girls wouldn’t be distracted from their chores. I said okay & left the house, but I was outside in my own yard. The mother left, and 10 minutes later, the 13 yr old opened the front door, and called me to the door. She said her mother would be gone for hours, and her siblings want to play hide n seek. I was hesitant since I was told to go home by there mother, but they reassured me it would be okay. So I went back inside their house, and we began the game.  The game rules were you could hide any where in the house except the mothers bedroom, and no hiding outside. So we began as we chose the seeker by count elimination, and we chose a seeker, and preceded to play the game. As the 13 yr old was the seeker she started counting as we found the places to hide. I was having a rough time in finding a good hiding spot as the countdown was coming to a close, so in a panic I asked the 5 year old to completely cover me under the massive pile of clean laundry on top of the bed. I told the 5 year old to cover me real good by piling the laundry on top of me so I wouldn’t be found easily , and I promised to give him candy, for his help, and he agreed. As I listened to the count end I heard the 13 yr old finding the other 2 girls. Once found, you had to race back to the base of where the counting started to win against the seeker.  One of the three sisters was found and lost the race back to the base, and was employed to find the remaining people hiding. If the next person found by the now 2 seekers then that person had to beat both seekers back to the base. The 3rd sister was found, but won the race against her two siblings, now it was time to find the last person, me that was hiding underneath the massive pile of clean laundry. The 5 year old covered me so well it took them 20 minutes before even entering the room I was hiding in. They tried to get help from the 5 year old little brother, but he was loyal in getting the candy he was promised by me. The girls started to get frustrated because they didn’t know where I was hiding. One of the sisters thought I left the house, and went outside to look, and the other sisters followed. When they came back inside, they were saying that they thought I left, and would continue the game without me. So I yelled you can’t find me? The sisters were excited & confused, and ran past the room I was hiding thinking the yell came from the very back room. Their desire to find me grew intensively as all three sisters were now looking for me.  After they searched the back room again they finally entered the room I was in. They looked in the closet, and behind the door, and then one of the sisters said he’s behind the bed! The bed did have a little space from the wall that a body could fit, but to there dismay I was not there. At that time all three girls climbed onto the bed discussing the question of where could I be hiding. They agreed I was a great hider, and started to manipulate me out of hiding because they didn’t know where I was in the house. Little did they know I was right below them. They tried to bargain and  said I would win if I gave them my position, but I wouldn’t say anything. The oldest of the sisters started bouncing on the bed that turned into full jumps. The other two sisters joined in and started bouncing that also turned into full jumping also . They were jumping, and laughing so wildly that  the older sister almost fell off the bed. She was the heaviest of the three, but she climbed back onto the bed, and started to jump again, but this time she jumped towards the center of the bed where I was. The other two sisters were laughing at the older sibling for almost falling off, and they took an example also from the older heaviest sister, and jumped towards the center of the bed also. Then it happened, the first blow was into my chest as it felt like my chest caved into her fat feet. All the air rushed out of my lungs, I tried to catch my breath, and the next blow was in my stomach I was desperately trying to get oxygen. The bed was super springy, then I felt the force of the bed sink in by my left leg. I felt her foot as it came to rest by lightly touching my leg. My head was bouncing on the mattress as the other sister was jumping near my head. each jump my head would slam back into the mattress. Then it happened, a full force jump into my face, and off again causing me to see total black then white spots. My whole face was tingling from the jump, and I felt the inner layer of my lip as I tasted a hint of blood. I sucked the wound inside my mouth. The next jump was onto my thighs, and then my chest again. I was out of breath being jumped on & trampled unknowingly, under a massive pile of clean clothes. They was unaware I was under their violent jumps crushing me.  I was pinned at one point, and couldn’t move when the next hard jump was delivered directly into my crotch, that’s when I mustered up the energy, and I let out a painful yell. (“Ouuuuch”!) All the sisters stopped jumping immediately, and all ran, off the bed, and as I felt the pressure leaving from my chest as the last sister ran towards the base, her heel of her foot landed directly between my legs stepping & crushed my genital’s running back to the base without checking to see if I was okay.  I  let out another yell (“Ooooow!”) I laid there for a brief moment, trying to let my body self soothe from the trauma it just experienced, then I slowly started to dig myself out of the pile of clothes, when my head was out I could see the five year old looking at me with his arm over his head. He then walked up and started helping remove the clothes from my body. I got up slowly head throbbing, face warm & still tingling, and stomach cramping from the jump into my crotch. When I finally reached the room of the base the sisters were discussing, and laughing at what a great hiding place I had, and they wouldn’t have ever thought to look under the massive pile of clean laundry. The 7 year old girl said to her heavier 13 yr old sister, that she thought she felt she stepped on a face like a nose under the laundry when she was jumping, but the 13 yr old said all she felt was the laundry under her feet, the 9 yr old also agreed with the 13 yr older sister she only felt the laundry. The sisters told me I lost the game, and I had to be the seeker. I didn’t mind losing at that point, and becoming the seeker because I was still in pain from being jumped on full weight unknowingly by all three sisters. I lost the game every single time after finding the sisters because I couldn’t beat them running back to the base because of the pain I was in. I still had to give the 5 year old the candy I promised.  The rest of that day, and part of the next I  was moving in slow motion  from the pain. This is a Very True event that happened to me, and my very first trample, and I’ve been a fan of it ever since.  Thanks for reading.