Twister Torture
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
hieverysomeone
You come downstairs to see your mom, dad, and brother just about to play a game of twister. Your mom was the one spinning the dial and telling them the color, while your dad and brother were ready to play, each of their feet completely covered the color circles. Just before the started, your mom saw you on the stairs and said, "On hey Charlie, where have you been? Come and join the game." Your dad and brother looked back at you, as you slowly approached the the mat. When you reached the mat, your mom started stating the rules. "In this game of twister, you are allowed to try and get a player out by putting your hands and feet in positions that would make it hard for them to move, but no pushing. No other body parts should be touching the mat unless another player forces them to. Body parts have to stay in the color circle, and can't move until the spinner tells them to. Got it? Let's go!" She finished. "Okay first will be Charlie" you got a bit nervous. "Right hand on yellow" you put your right hand on a yellow circle, the circle dwarfing your tiny hand. Next was your brother, "Left foot on yellow" he got a mischievous look in his eye, and got his foot and slammed it into the yellow circle you were on. His meaty sole slammed into the circle, completely enveloping and crushing your hand. You let out a Yelp, while your brother stifled a chuckle. Next was your father, "right hand to red" your dad got his hand, which was much bigger than the circle, and put it on red. Back to you, "left foot on green" you get your left foot and stretch it all the way to green. To your father and brother, the distance wasn't that much, but you had to stretch to. Your brother was next, "Right hand to blue" your brother put his hand on blue, if he got red for his next turn, it would be quite a stretch, even for him. Your dad was next, "left foot to green" he slams his left foot, right next to yours. Your turn once more, "right hand to red" you look for a red you can reach, and sadly, it is right next to your father's sweaty foot. You forcefully pull your hand from under your brother's dirty sole, and and place it on red, your hand looked deformed and sweaty. Because you put your right hand on red, your head was placed right above your hand. In such close proximity, you could smell the father's rotten cheese stench of his sweaty, and massive sole. This made you feel weak, and it took all you had to not collapse on the mat. It was you brother turn again, "right foot to red" your brother sighed. He would really have to stretch in order to reach the red cirlces. The only red circle that he could stretch to was, the one your hand was on. His leg stretched out and was coming to you. You start to freak out, but you couldn't move. He couldn't bring his entire sole over, so he settled for his big toe. His big toe was almost as big as your head and definitely thicker too. Since your head was directly over the circle he was going for, he was probably going to take it with his toe. Suddenly his juicy big toe made contact with your head, you were smashed into the circle with his toe on top of you. The toe broke your nose and spread slimy sweat all over your face. Your face was directly facing his toe, and you found it hard to breathe. Every time his toe lifted a bit, you got to inhale the odor of stale toe sweat and the rotten smell of your father's meaty sole right next to you. Next was your father's turn, "right foot to red". Your father, couldn't go over the red you and your brother were on because your brother's leg was blocking him, so he settled to go for the same one as us unfortunately for you. He lifted his foot and slammed it on your brother's big toe, covering the only space, your brother's thick toe didn't cover. Your face was now not visible and all around you were sweaty, cheesy toes that were almost the size of your head. There was no more fresh air, just foot odor and rotten cheese. To make it worse, their toe sweat was dripping onto your head, forcing you to take in their sour sweet from their slimy toe wrinkles. Your head was being flattened by the weight of your brother's and father's toes and sole. There was also some sort of blackened toe sludge oozing from one of your brother's toe crevice. Both their feet seemed like they had never been washed, but you know that they just recently had a shower, it would be even worse if they had gone out for a jog and hadn't taken a shower. You had a broken nose, cheekbone, and you are pretty sure your skull was slightly cracked. It was your turn, but you didn't think you would last much longer, your right hand was stuck, and you couldn't see anything except their cheesy, juicy toes. "Left hand to green" you couldn't see your left hand, but you knew it was free. You randomly put your hand down on where you thought a green circle was. Fortunately you did land on a green, unfortunately it was the green that your father still had his foot on. Your hand landed in between his thick toes with a disgusting squelch. Your father immediately took advantage and grabbed your wrist between his toes and started grinding and squeezing them. You were pretty sure, that your bones there were now shattered and it scared you that your father's toes, when he wasn't even putting all his strength, was strong enough to shatter your bones with a squeeze. Soon they would be able to completely flatten your body, with just their sweaty soles. Your father then lifted his foot slightly, breaking the rules without your mom or brother seeing, and forcefully slammed it onto your hand, completely crushing it. You scream, but no one can hear you, under your brother's and father's meaty toes. It was your brother's turn once more, "left foot to green". He took his left foot off yellow and looked for a green circle to step on. He then sees your foot on green and grins. Meanwhile, you don't know what's going on outside the oppressive, sweaty, thick feet of the men in your family. You suddenly feel an excruciating pain coming from your left foot that you think was on green. You brother had smashed and was now grinding his foot on your foot and leg, completely destroying them. Your blood curdling scream was silenced with a drop of your brother's toe sweat that found its way into your mouth. It was your dad's turn, "right hand to yellow". You knew that none of your body parts were on yellow, so you were relieved. However, your father still found a way to torture you. To get to yellow, your father had to sit, but then he would be disqualified for cheating and touching the mat with a different body part. So he sat on you. He sat on your laid down body and extended his hand to yellow, technically he wasn't touching the ground. His large ass, rivaling your sisters, crushed your entire upper body, every bone there was gone and crushed. You don't have the strength to scream, and even if you did, it would be blocked out by their meaty soles. You think to why your brother and dad are torturing you like this, they might not know that they are breaking your bones, but they probably notice stepping on you. Then it hits you. They are trying to get you out, and have formed some sort of temporary alliance to do it. Only your dick and right leg and foot were not mutilated. But it was your turn now. To your surpirse, your mom said, "Hey guys I'm getting bored of this, let's mix it up. I found another spinner, but it has an option of punishment. I'm going to use this from now on, and the punishment will be me farting on you, I just ate beans and I'm gassy." You hear muffled sounds of agreement, no one even caring for your opinion. You felt forgotten and neglected under the cheesy soles of your brother and dad. It was now your turn with the new spinner. With your rotten luck, the dial lands on the punishment. "Give me some space so that I can fit my butt" your mom says to your father and brother, as she sits down next to the place their feet were on your head and taking off her yoga pants and thong, so her bare ass was exposed. Your father and brother, open their toes, giving you a sliver of fresh air, and you almost cry with joy, violently breathing in the somewhat fresh air. You wanted to give up on the game, but their toes were muffling your voice, now there was a chance you could be heard. You say, "Hey guys I don't want to pla—" your voice was cut off by a titanic ass filling the gap giving you fresh air. Your eyes widen. You hear your mother say, "you got the punishment Charlie" you start screaming to be let go, and you try to struggle, but your bones are broken and no one could hear you through your brother and father" meaty and moist soles and your moms thick and sweaty bare ass. Your mom started the farts.
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She let out a hurricane of rotten flatulence, so powerful it made her gargantuan butt cheeks flap. A gassy torrent forcefully blew at your head, the smell of rotten eggs and ass suffocating you. Instead of getting up after farting, she just stayed there, here cheeks blocking any possible air from coming in. You were on the verge of unconsciousness, the smell of cheesy toes and foot sweat along with the stench and odor of rotten eggs, ass sweat and shit filled your lungs, and with no fresh air coming in, your lungs were going in to shock, but no one knew of your true suffering. You found it hard to breathe, with your father's crushing weight on your chest, and every breath you manage to take is tainted with the stench of feet and ass. You thought it couldn't get any worse.You were wrong. It was your brother's turn, "left hand to blue" the blue circle was going to be hard for your brother to reach.
What does your brother do?
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She let out a hurricane of rotten flatulence, so powerful it made her gargantuan butt cheeks flap. A gassy torrent forcefully blew at your head, the smell of rotten eggs and ass suffocating you. Instead of getting up after farting, she just stayed there, here cheeks blocking any possible air from coming in. You were on the verge of unconsciousness, the smell of cheesy toes and foot sweat along with the stench and odor of rotten eggs, ass sweat and shit filled your lungs, and with no fresh air coming in, your lungs were going in to shock, but no one knew of your true suffering. You found it hard to breathe, with your father's crushing weight on your chest, and every breath you manage to take is tainted with the stench of feet and ass. You thought it couldn't get any worse.You were wrong. It was your brother's turn, "left hand to blue" the blue circle was going to be hard for your brother to reach.
What does your brother do?
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