Mr. Giggles pt. 1 by couchman

When Mark answered an ad requesting a roommate in the college newspaper  he was presently surprised. Two of the sexiest girls he’d ever seen on  campus answered the door. Mark, trying to seem relaxed as possible in  the presence of such female beauty, Introduced him self. The tall blonde  girl introduced herself as Jenna, and the other girl, a somewhat  shorter dark haired girl, told him she was Lisa. The girls explained to  Mark that they wanted a male roommate because several female roommates  hadn’t worked out. Their explanation for that was Jealousy. They  insisted that the previous roommates to join the two of them were always  jealous of the two of them because they were so popular and dated the  hottest men on campus. It was immediately apparent to Mark that Jenna  and Lisa were well aware of their effect on men. They both had the aloof  manner of girls with inherited physical beauty who always got what they  wanted. The concept of rejection was unknown to them.

Jenna and Lisa asked Mark a bunch of questions then excused themselves  for several minutes to discuss the possibility of having Mark for a  roommate. As they turned their back to him, Mark had trouble controlling  his favorite toy. Jenna and Lisa both had wonderfully shaped tight  butts and shapely legs. They were dressed scantily in shorts and halter  tops that showed off their tanned flesh. While the girls talked with  each other, he gazed over at a plush couch and wished he could disappear  into it and be sat on by these two lovelies.

After about five minutes of discussion, the girls returned to Mark and  told him he would be satisfactory as a roommate, but they were adamant  about one thing, the one thing he didn’t want to hear.

“As long as you understand that this is to be strictly a business  arrangement,” said Jenna. “No sex… No romance….We’ll probably become  friends but no sex. Do you agree to that?”

Mark replied that he was sure he could keep himself under control and  laughed, nervously. He expected the girls to also laugh, but his mirth  was met with skeptical stares. “Are you sure?” asked Lisa, as if she  believed no man could resist her body.

“I’m sure,” he told them in a more serious tone of voice. “I study a  lot. I’ll probably be in my room most of the time. That statement was  only partly true. Sure. He studied. He’d probably be in his room, but he  also knew the arrangement was going to be an exercise in frustration:  to know these two sexy babes lived with him and he couldn’t come across  in any sexual way. He didn’t actually like the two of them because of  their superior attitude towards him, that they were so attractive and  popular that the idea of him, an average looking guy, coming across in  any sexual way was unthinkable to them. The girls came across as two  girls who were so conceited they didn’t think their butts stunk like  those of normal people. Judging from the curves of their behinds, Mark  even wondered that himself.

One evening Mark decided to “test the waters” so to speak. He sprawled  face up on the couch until one of the girls, Jenna, decided he’d been  there long enough. She wanted to sit down on the couch.

“Come on Mark,” she said. You can’t monopolize the couch. “Get up so I can sit there.”

“You can sit on me, Jenna,” said Mark. He laughed nervously.

“I’m not going to sit on you, Mark,” Jenna told him. She looked at Lisa and rolled her eyes. “I’d squish you.”

“Jeez, Mark,” added Lisa. “Get up so Jenna can sit down.”

Well…He had tested the waters and it was really no surprise to him that  the girls wouldn’t sit on him. It was frustrating. He wished he could  somehow magically turn into the couch and feel their sexy weight atop  him.



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But Mark had a plan. Oh,yes. He had a plan, and if it worked Lisa and  Jenna would be plopping those sexy butts on him without even knowing it.  You see, Mark had been studying and practicing hypnotism for several  years. He even managed to land a few gigs, small parties where he was  paid to entertain the guests by making suggestable subjects do  outrageous things believing they were dogs, believing they were flying,  even creating visual hallucinations with one of the subjects appearing  to disappear into thin air as observed by the other subjects. Mark had  discovered the awesome possibilities when strong suggestions were placed  into the subconscious mind.

Mark knew he couldn’t just ask Lisa and Jenna if they wanted to be  hypnotized—that would be too obvious. He had to wait for the right  opportunity, and that opportunity didn’t present itself for a month of  living with them.

Lisa and Jenna were in their rooms one evening, getting ready to go out  when Jenna suddenly knocked on his bedroom door. She was frantic. “Can  you help us, Mark?” she asked. “As you know, Lisa and I both smoke and  we have dates with these two gorgeous athletes who are totally against  smoking. We know you do hypnosis. Can you hypnotize me and Lisa so we  won’t crave a cigarette? Please. Can you help us?”

That was it, the golden opportunity he’d been waiting for. Of course he  would love to help them quit smoking through hypnosis, he told them.  This was great. He could only hypnotize people who wanted to be  hypnotized, and, apparently the girls really wanted to.

Lisa came out of her bedroom. “Mark says he’ll hypnotize us and help us quit smoking,” her roommate told her, excitedly.

“Great,” said Lisa. “You aren’t going to make us do stupid things, are you Mark…like make us believe we’re pigs or something.”

“Of course not,” Mark assured them. “People don’t do anything under  hypnosis they wouldn’t normally do.” That was another statement that was  only partly true. Subjects in a deep trance can be tricked into  believing they are behaving within the realm of what they believe is  normal activity.


Mark placed two chairs next to a table in the living room. He lit a  candle and set it on the table. He sure hoped the two girls were good  subjects for hypnosis. The girls sat on the chairs and he told them to  relax and keep their eyes focused on the candle. In a steady droning  voice he continued suggesting they were getting very sleepy and slowly  going into a hypnotic trance. He suggested to them that their arms were  getting very light and could float up on their own. The girls smiled as  they watched their arms float up as if lifted by an unseen force. He  told them their arms would drop when he said the word sleep. Their arms  dropped to the side. Then Mark told them to close their eyes and they  would go deeper into wonderful hypnotic sleep. Mark proceeded with more  suggestions until he could tell the girls were in a deep hypnotic  trance. He told each of them they had a cigarette in their hands. It was  an imaginary cigarette, but it was real to the girls. He told them to  open their eyes and take a deep drag on the cigarette, but when they did  the smoke would be the most vial tasting thing they could imagine. He  chuckled to himself when he saw the sour expressions on their faces when  they tried to smoke the imaginary cigarette. “You will remember the  taste of that smoke whenever you crave a cigarette,” Mark told them.  Then he went on to bigger and better things.

Mark had a full sized inflatable vinyl clown he had named “Giggles”  standing in a corner of the living room. Lisa and Jenna had thought it  was cute. While the girls remained in hypnotic sleep, Mark hid Giggles  in a closet. Then he returned to the girls. “I’m going to wake you up,  now, said Mark, but when I say the word Giggles, you will immediately go  back into a hypnotic trance. After I wake you up, you will not remember  even asking to be hypnotized, in fact, when you wake up and I say the  word Giggles I won’t even be in the room. Do you understand? I won’t be  in the room, but Giggles will be lying on the couch. You can sit on him,  because he’s only an inflatable clown. Do you understand?” The girls  shook their heads to the affirmative. “However,” Mark continued. You  will only sit on Giggles for thirty seconds at a time. You won’t know  why, but you will keep track of the time on Giggles. Then you will get  up from him, go do something else for a few minutes, and then return to  sit on Giggles for another thirty seconds. You will continue doing that  for thirty minutes. Do you understand?” They both nodded. He had  inserted that part of the post hypnotic suggestion to guard against  being suffocated to death by girls who thought they were sitting on an  inanimate clown.

Mark quivered with excitement. He had created a visual hallucination in  the girls. He had told them that he would not be in the room. Their  subconscious minds would block out the image of his physical being and  see, instead, a vinyl clown on the couch. He then gradually woke them up  by counting to ten. When they were awake, the girls looked confused but  soon got up from the chairs.

Mark lied down on the couch and said the word Giggles.

:”Where did Mark go?” asked Jenna.

“Who cares,” said Lisa. Lisa was dressed in a short, black dress, dark  nylons, and heels. Jenna was wearing a mini-skirt without nylons. The  girls looked sexy as hell. Lisa approached the couch. “Look, Jenna,” she  said. “Mark left Giggles on the couch. He’s always leaving things lying  around. I’m just going to sit on him.” She turned her back to Mark and  sat down heavily on his chest. Mark groaned, but Lisa didn’t hear it. To  her, Mark wasn’t in the room. She was sitting on a clown. Lisa  unconsciously glanced at her watch, keeping track of the time, but not  knowing why. Her round buttocks pressed heavily upon his chest. She had  sat full weight upon him. Why wouldn’t she? She thought she was sitting  on an inflatable clown, not a live person. She crossed her lovely thighs  and Mark’s groin tingled at his nearness to her dominating presence.

Jenna approached the couch. She smiled down at him. Mark gazed up her  skirt, up the length of her shapely tanned thighs to where they met with  pink bikini panties. She would have never let him do that if he was  being perceived as a human being. Then she said the words he longed to  hear:

“I’m gonna sit on his face,” she told Lisa.

She turned her back to him. She took the hem of her skirt and plopped it  over his face andAnd she began to sit down. Jenna’s round, bikini  pantied butt loomed close to his face, nearly touching it, when she  arose a foot or so from the fleshy target. Her torso turned slightly and  she looked down at Mark. “You don’t mind if I sit on your face, do you,  Giggles?” It was a rhetorical question. “Of course you don’t,” she  added. “You’re only a vinyl clown.” Mark watched excitedly as she  lowered her butt, again, to his face—this time allowing her full weight  to drop and smother his face completely. It was an incredible  experience. Lisa and Jenna were sitting on him the same way they  normally sat on something inanimate. Jenna giggled. “Poor thing…having  my butt on his face. It’s kind of fun, though.” She crossed her legs.  The couch beneath Mark groaned a little more under her weight. Then he  felt the relief of Lisa lifting her butt of his chest. Apparently, her  thirty second session had expired. She unconsciously glanced at her  watch. But Jenna’s session atop him had just begun. She shifted her ass  until Mark could peer under one thigh elevated over the other. The thin  fabric of her skirt carelessly drapped over them. “Remember when Mark  asked us to sit on him?” she asked Lisa. “Too bad Mark isn’t an  inflatable clown like Giggles,” she added. “Then I wouldn’t mind sitting  on him—even right on his face, like this…” “Oh, Mark is a clown,” added  Lisa. “He just isn’t inflatable.” Both girls laughed.

Jenna finished her thirty second session on his face and got up. Mark  gasped in the precious air he’d been deprived of. His head and nose hurt  from being mushed under Jenna’s weight. But the excitement of having  her really sit on his face compensated for his discomfort. The girls  stood a few feet away from him, talking about their forthcoming dates.  They spoke only a few minutes, as he had directed them to, and then Lisa  approached the couch. She stood next to the couch, close to his face,  then turned around. His groin burned with anticipation. Lisa was  preparing to sit on his face. She didn’t sit down right away, though.  Mark gazed up at her legs and butt. Her tight, black dress followed  every curve of her body, flowing down her hips and over her butt crack.

“Why do you suppose Mark wanted us to sit on him?” she asked Jenna.

“Who knows,” replied Jenna. “I suppose because it turns him on.”

Lisa remained standing with her back to Mark. “But doesn’t he realize we  could hurt him sitting on him?” She continued. She looked back down  over her shoulder—directly at Mark. What she saw, though, was Giggles,  the clown. Suddenly, Lisa’s knees bent. She kept her legs together,  accentuating the sexy roundness of her ass. Her dress rode up and Mark  got a close up glimpse of black panty hose before she let her butt drop  heavily upon his face, smothering him mercilessly beneath the twin  mounds of her perfect ass—only the thin fabric of her dress between his  face and her butt crack. “I have to admit, it is fun sitting on  Giggles,” she told Jenna, then crossed her legs.

It occurred to Mark that, even though they thought they were sitting on  an inanimate clown, they seem to prefer sitting on his face. “Do you  think Mark would let us sit on his face?” she asked her roommate while  she continued to crush, unknowingly, Mark’s face.

“Would you want to? I mean…Would you want to really sit on Mark’s face?”  Jenna’s words penetrated into the heavy darkness beneath Lisa’s butt.  She got up and glanced at her watch. Jenna was now standing next to the  couch, next to his face. She grinned down at him. “Oh, Giggles,” she  told him. “If you were Mark I’d squash you if I sat on your face.” Lisa  stood next to the couch and looked at Jenna. “Are you thinking what I’m  thinking?”

“A human couch cushion,” said Jenna. Mark could be our slave. We could  sit on him whenever we want to.” Again, she gave her skirt a flip and  engulfed his face beneath her panty clad butt. “Oh, fun!” exclaimed  Lisa. Suddenly Mark’s chest and stomach was made to endure Lisa’s weight  as she, too, sat on him.

Mark couldn’t believe his ears. Hypnosis was unpredictable. Apparently,  suggesting the girls could sit on Giggles created a desire to use him, a  real person, in the same way.

“But what if we hurt him?” asked Lisa. “When I sit on a couch, I don’t worry about hurting it.”

“Who cares?” replied Jenna, her pink panty clad butt pressing  mercilessly on his face. She crossed those lovely tanned thighs again.  “Mark doesn’t mean anything to us. I think he’d make a lovely couch  cushion.” They giggled and then, after exactly thirty seconds, got up  from his tortured frame.

During the next half hour, Jenna and Lisa repeatedly sat on him—on his chest, his stomach, but more often, his face.

“Sleep!” shouted Mark. Both girls closed their eyes and stood as  motionless as store mannequins. He got up from the couch. “I am going to  let you wake yourselves up,” he told them. “You will count to ten,  slowly. When you reach ten you will be fully awake and feeling fine. You  will not remember being hypnotized. But you will remember the wonderful  feeling of dominating Giggles by sitting on him.” He began to walk  towards the door. “Start couting now.” The girls began to count and Mark  hurried away to his room.

“Oh… Were late,” he heard Jenna saying. “Where did the time go?”

Mark came out of his room, smoking a cigarette. “Mark,” said Jenna.  “You’re really going to have to stop smoking. I hate the smell of it.”

“I’ll do it just for you,” said Mark, grinning.

“Oh…And Mark,,,”

“Yes.”

“If you’re planning on staying up late tonight, Lisa and I want to  discuss something with you when we get home. Something you might even  like.”

“Oh. And what might that be?” he asked, mustering the most innocent expression he could.

“You’ll find out,” said Jenna, grinning at Lisa.

“Oh…. Okay,” said Mark.

Later this evening, both Jenna and Lisa came back from their dates. But  these were total failures. The guys were hot, as they were athletes, but  they were real douchebags and both of them couldn't stand them. A  bummer for them, as they thought they could get great dates out of them.

As both of them came back, they saw Mark laying down on the couch. And  they instantly were remind to their talk this evening and the great  feeling they had sitting on his clown, Mr. Giggles.

Mark looks up and greets them. "Hey there, had great dates?" he asks,  looking back to the TV again. They stare at him a few moments, than look  at each other and after having a silent conversation, cominf up to him.  Lisa, still dressed in her black dress, stands in front of his face  while Jenna stands in front of his chest.

"Hey, what are you..." Mark begins to says as Lisa bents her knees,  while pushing her black dress up, sitting on his face with her string  clad butt. Meanwhile Jenna takes it a bit wilder, jumps up and drops  with her butt on his chest, getting a groan out of Mark.

"You know..." Lisa begins, wiggling her butt on his face "...we have  thought about what you said that time. That we could sit on you. This  was the thing we want to discuss we you" she begins her speech, while  Mark is just be able to understand her. "As you can see and mostly feel,  we will sit on you" Jenna says, emphasizing her words with another drop  on his chest. "But as a couch, or maybe something more in the future,  we won't worry about hurting you. We will just sit on you. If you're  feeling pain, it's your worry, not ours. When we drop on you, it's not  our worry if it's painfull for you. You will be just our couch, when we  sit on you" Lisa tells you, while sitting on your head.

But after that, both of them stand up and are going to the kitchen to  get something to drink and discuss it after that. Mark really enjoiyed  both of them sitting on him, thinking that this is too good to be true.  He also thinks that his hypnotic suggestions with the 30 seconds seems  to take effect now too, as they would have sat on him otherwise, because  one of them could have gone to get the drinks, not both of them.

Both of them got back a few minutes later with their places reversed.  Now Jenna sits on his his, after pushing her skirt up, while Lisa drops  on his chest. "So every time you are in a situation where we can sit on  you, like laying on couch like now, laying on the bench in the dining  room or sitting in front of the couch or chairs with your head on them,  we will sit on you" Jenna now begins, while Lisa continues "and we won't  care if someone other is there. If our mothers and sisters are there,  won't matter, we will sit on you. If our friends are there, won't  matter, we will sit on you. So maybe it won't be only us sitting on you,  but thats what you want, right Markey~" Lisa ends in a singing voice.

Both of them sat a few times on his face, cleary keeping up on the time  they sat on him, than did a few others thing, then came back to sit on  him again. Clearly his hypnotic suggestions seems to be still active,  even if they perceive him as Mark and not Mr.Giggles.

One thing they didn't do, is to stop after 30 minutes. They still sit on  him, changing their positions a few times, so this seems to be the only  one not actvie. But as they said, the whole time they sat on him, they  didn't pay attention to him, only sometimes mocking him if he could feel  their great butts sitting on him or teasing him, with wiggling their  butts over his face before jumping and dropping down on him.

But all the time, Mark really enjoyed it, thinking that his plan came  along better than he thought. He was enjoyed that mabe even their  mothers, sisters or friends could be sitting on him.

After some time the inevitable happened and he popped a boner which was  clearly seeable in his pants. Jenna saw it first and pointed to it "Oh  Mark, what a bad boy you are. You clearly seem to like us sitting on  you" she says while giggling, even Lisa begins to giggle after seeing  and hearing it. They even teased him quite bit, giving it a few touches,  sometimes even grinding their butts on it, laughing that he likes it,  that they squish him with their butts.

But after some time they got to bed and Mark decided it was enough for  him too, happily falling to sleep as he awaits what they had in store  for him.

The next morning, Mark woke up with a great feeling, happily thinking about the actions from last evening.

He got up to see, if both of them were awake, but he was the first one,  so he made plan. He ate breakfeast real quick, drank two glasses of  water und decided to begin the day with being sat on. The only question  would be, wants he to lay down on the couch or sit in front of the  chairs heads up, like they suggested last night?

He decided to be a "good" roommate and follow their suggestion, so he  sat in front of one the chairs and waited for one of them to come out.

A few moments later, Jenna came out her room, clad in black bra with  black panties and rubbing her eyes. She looks down a moment to see her  roommate Mark sitting in front of the chair with his head up, but going  into the kitchen making herself breakfast. Mark stays still, hoping that  she would sit on him.

Two minutes later, she comes back with her breakfast, setting it on the  table at the chair he is sitting at. She then steps over him, pushing  his head onto the chair und plops her ass right on his face. "Oh,  morning Mark, how nice of you to let me enter his morning quite nicely"  she yawns. She sits and wiggles on him, while eating her breakfast.

Differently like last night, she doesn't stand up after 30 seconds, she  just hovers her ass over his head 30 seconds and then plops down again.  "So the 30 second time frame is still active, but standing up and going  awy will be situational" Mark thought.

Just as she finishes, Lisa comes out of her room, also yawning. "Morning  Jenna" she greets her best friend and roommate. "Morning Lisa, go make  yourself breakfast, while I will be sitting in your seat" she says, as  Lisa looks down, seeing Jenna sitting on Mark.

She comes back a minute later and both of them change their positions,  now with Lisa sitting on Mark and Jenna going away to watch TV. So all  he was able to experince with Jenna, he is able to experience with Lisa  again.

After finishing breakfast she goes to Jenna and both of them watch TV,  while Mark goes back in his room, with a big grin making himself ready  for college.