The Personal Treatment

I kept thinking about that day ever since. The feeling of those Ostriches' feet all over my body ... I hoped I'd find myself underneath them again.

As before I was checking out the "Trampled By Heavy Animals Board" when I was suddenly back in that field again. A scuffle from behind made me turn around, where I saw the large Ostrich from the other day.

He walked right up to me and spoke up "Last time, they had all the fun. But this time, it's just you and me." It was pretty clear from his tone that he would enjoy this. "Now, lie down!" he ordered, and I wasn't one to argue.

I removed my shirt and pants and laid down at his feet once again. He lowered his head and looked down at me, then he laughed, which sounded more like a cluck than a laugh... I saw clearly that this would be the most intense trampling I had ever experienced.

His feet were nearly twice as big as the others were, and he was nearly twice as tall. I guessed he must have weighed in at around 350 pounds. It definately felt that way at least.

He moved over to my feet and stepped up onto my legs the pressure was intense as he was focusing his weight on my thigh, then he stepped forward, bringing his right foot onto my stomach and letting it sink into my flesh. Then he took his left foot off of my leg and swung it forward, slowly moving it over my face. He lowered his foot down onto my face, I saw only the sole as he pressed me under his full weight. The leathery undersole of his foot was soft enough to conform to the curves of my face, which it did after a few seconds of his weight upon it.

His right foot swung over me and he set it down on the ground in front of my shoulder, I never saw it because his other foot was still squashing my face. I was having trouble breathing and I started to squirm under the weight, all the while growing the biggest hard-on I've ever had. Struggling was my first mistake.

An angry squawk came from his beak as he felt me trying to free myself from underfoot. He lifted his foot off of my face, and a sucking sound could be heard as the sole came away from my face. He began to pace around me, finally stopping with his two massive feet paralleling my chest.

Before I knew what hit me, he had jumped into the air and set himself to land squarely upon my chest with BOTH feet. The pain was simply agonizing, around 350 pounds of bird slamming down onto my chest multiplied by the force of gravity. The impact was intense, and I heard several ribs crack under his feet.

Stepping off of me once more, he began to pace around me once more, pausing every so often to tease me by swinging his foot over a part of my body, then drawing it away. The adrenalin had passed by now, and I was starting to feel the searing pain I was in. Finally, he rolled me over onto my chest, dirt getting into the freshly cut flesh which only added to my agony.

For a few moments, I felt and heard nothing, then a "pit pat" from behind me registered in my mind. I turned my head up just in time to see his right foot, slam down on my back. The bird hit me at a full run, I felt another crunch as several vertebrae were crushed, I tried to move, but couldn't. The Ostrich never stopped, he trampled me again and again, circling and landing his feet with incredible accuracy. My back was now cut wide open, blood flowed from everywhere his talons had dug into my flesh, and I could no longer stand it anymore. A scream rent through the air like an arrow slicing through flesh, then I felt nothing at all.

"You didn't think I'd really kill you did you?" That was the first thing I heard when I opened my bleary eyes. I could still feel where he had jumped upon me, and my back felt like it had been through a grater, but the pain was ebbing, my strength was returning, and the feeling in my arms and legs with it. There I lay, an ostrich's foot on my chest, being healed by the very feet that had nearly killed me.

"How do you do that?" I ventured to ask.

"An Elder Ostrich can take life, and he can give it. Just relax, let the feeling of my sole upon you guide you into rest." It made sense to me, and at the time, it felt so good. I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep.

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"UH OH!!" Damn ICQ......

Press'ton 5-16-98