Sealed Inside pt. 1 by sidsta

Vikki had known about Marks facesitting fetish for some time now and  often carried out the standard sitting and smothering in the confines of  the bedroom. It was on his 25th birthday that she decided to surprise  him. They often joked in private conversation about Mark being sat on by  the girls and women in the student accommodation. Vikki and Mark rented  a 3-bed house in an all-girls school complex that was currently  occupied by 4 girl students. This provided the ideal scenario for what  Vikki wanted to do for Mark. Having a degree in biochemistry, she was  not a dim girl and decided to modify a piece of furniture in her spare  time. Her basic idea was to build something to hide Mark inside so he  would be unknowingly used as a seat. He had no idea she was doing this  for him and probably would never even suggest it. He probably thought  she would take the idea the wrong way since she was a very jealous girl.  She had however decided to go through with the idea since it was all  her own making and he would not exactly be interacting with the girls  anyway.
Construction started with a new 3-seater sofa similar to the one in the  house at the moment. It took place in the garage where Mark though it  was just a replacement sofa that Vikki has sorted out. Day by day she  altered the furniture when Mark was on shifts, starting with the removal  of the base section. A raised platform was inserted and the block of  dense foam was cut and shaped to accept marks body. Various other  framework modifications saw that there was plenty of room to fit mark  into the base. Next she needed to pack the base with foam so as to not  give any indication of the modification when not in use. She removed the  3 cushions from the top and looked at the material where mark would be  just beneath. “He’s gonna love this” she muttered as she poked a few  holes where his eyes would be. Next she took to the cushion that would  be above his face. She had shortened the cushion so the gap between them  was directly where mark could see between, then she secured the  cushions to the base. All was finished and all she needed now was to  spring the surprise on him.
Mark came home from an afternoon shift to find his girlfriend waiting up for him.
“I have a surprise for you I think you’ll like” she said with a wry smile.
Immediately Mark thought it was some sort of facesitting game they were going to play, but little did he know
“Oh yeah? What is it?” he asked
“Follow me and ill show you,” she said heading off to the garage. Mark  nearly blew his load listening to the plan that Vikki laid out for him.  She showed him the sofa and the modifications made.
“Can we try it out now?” he asked excitedly looking around it.
“Well, we can’t go without a dry run first can we? She said “you may get  found out if it doesn’t work” Mark kept repeating that he couldn’t  believe it when Vikki pushed the sofa onto its side. On the floor was  the base with the foam hanging loosely open on top. “Jump in” Vicki said  pointing to the foam. “It may be a bit tight but that’s the only way  too fit you in. Tuck your calfs under your thighs and lie face up with  your arms at your sides” Mark got into the centre of the base then Vikki  approached over him. “Ready?” she said with a smile “time to check my  measurements” Mark lay looking up at his girlfriend as she brought the  sides of the foam around him. It pushed lightly around with a gap of  around 6 inches before both sides met. There was a quiet ratchet sound  as Vicki said “this is the snug bit, let me know if it hurts ok?” there  was a tightening all around as the foam came closer together. Pretty  soon it met in the middle with only an inch covering over his body and  face. He could still see though because there were cut outs for his eyes  and he lay there watching Vikki busying herself with various other foam  pieces. “Nearly done” she said as attached some foam pieces onto his  prone body. Next she brought the sofa back over him and lowered it until  he was wedged up inside the framework. The foam compressed a little  more around him when he heard a muffled “Ok in there?”
“Yep, feels great” Mark answered. “Just a few more things and we’re  done,” she said as she moved out of his vision and bent down by the side  of him. He heard clicking underneath him and a little jolt. “There, now  only the cushions left” Mark lay on his back, close to the floor and  packed in foam. Above him was his girlfriend, who was not only very  attractive but was helping his fantasy and fetish, come true. He looked  up at the garage ceiling through a material that was concealing the foam  he was in and was amazed at how clearly he could see. He looked up at  Vikki as she placed 2 cushions over his mid section and stomach. His  cock was rock hard because she looked like she was ignoring him on  purpose as she sewed the cushions in place. He came out of his trance  when she said “I needed to put these on with you inside so I could get  the gap right.”
“Oh, ok” he said as she placed a cushion onto his face. He could feel  her pressing down lightly as she moved it around and he found himself  looking straight up between a gap in the cushions of around ½ an inch.  “Can you still see?” she asked standing up to look how they were spaced.  If he can see then that’s a perfect fit she thought.
“Yes” came the reply. Marks field of view narrowed slightly but he could  see Vikki stood above him looking up and down the sofa. He could see  her knees slightly parted just touching the side of the sofa, the  underside of her breasts and then up to her chin. She had jeans and  t-shirt on but she never looked more attractive or dominating standing  directly above him. Mark was about to shoot his load just at the sight  of his girlfriend stood above him like this let alone anything else.  Within a few minutes the other cushion was secured and Vikki stood back  to admire her work.
“Well you’d never guess anyone was inside that,” she said triumphantly. “How does it feel and can you see?”
“Fantastic, I can see quite a bit. Surprising really, quick try it out” came Marks excited reply
Vikki, getting into the part immediately ignored his request and stated, “I needed to sit down after all that work”

Mark watched her approach the sofa all the time looking directly at him  smiling. He stayed silent, also getting into the part of being the sofa.  She stood above him nudging the sofa with her knees as she turned  around. Mark looked straight up at his girlfriend, the cushion above his  face scrunching slightly as she turned around. Vikki thought, well I’ll  just drop onto him to see his response and if I can feel anything then  it’s all off. Mark watched as she stood briefly. Her legs together above  him, her lovely ass and long hair in view, then she dropped.
Vikki dropped onto the sofa and to her surprise didn’t feel a thing. She  wondered what Mark felt underneath her but thought she would sit a  little longer before moving up and down the sofa. She bounced up a bit  then shifted her weight so she shuffled down the sofa and fair play to  Mark he didn’t make a sound. When she dropped, Marks face was smashed  into the foam behind his head and the foam all around his head  compressed in an instant. The cushion on his face pressed hard onto his  features and the movement was so quick then so still that it took him a  bit by surprise. It didn’t hurt as much as he thought and breathing was  difficult but ok. The foam let in a little air as she sat completely  still, and he stayed silent playing his part as her seat as she sat  quite comfortably above him. He couldn’t see anything until the pressure  moved above him onto his midriff and then onto his thighs and the  cushions parted a little. He looked up at her as side as she shifted her  weight down the sofa then stood up.
“Well? She said
“Perfect, everything’s perfect” came the reply “You?” asked Mark
“Didn’t feel a thing”
“Well let’s get you out and sort out a plan of action for this idea of  mine” she said to Mark, as he lay there with the hardest erection of his  life raging on.
It was 2 weeks before the next experience with the sofa and this would  be something else. Mark had been seeing another girl on and off for a  couple of months behind Vikki’s back and a slip up with a test message  let Vikki in on the fact. It was one of the girls in their rented house.  Now Vikki being the jealous type was overcome by rage looked for  revenge straight away but she wasn’t to confront Mark about it until she  had him where she wanted him. She kept up the façade of the loving  girlfriend, all the while hating the sight of him until he provoked her  train of thought. When he pressed her about the sofa plan she  immediately agreed and sorted out a date for the sofa switch. Now Mark  being oblivious to the knowledge that Vikki possessed, was genuinely  excited by this and couldn’t wait. Vikki on the other hand had a much  nastier plan. Her rage building in the run up to the sofa switch she  couldn’t wait either but for a different reason. On the day in question  (Saturday) it was agreed that the 4 girls in the house be out so repairs  could be carried out. What mark didn’t know was, another 2 girls were  moving in that day to take the total to 6 and also compliment Vikki’s  plan. Also he was in for a big shock.
Mark opened his eyes on that Saturday morning and immediately remembered  the plan. He was going to be in that house with his “other” girlfriend  Michelle, using him as a seat for the day. Normally this would bring an  erection straight away but strangely nothing happened. He tried to get  up but couldn’t move. He worryingly looked around the bedroom realising  he couldn’t even move his head. What the hell was going on? I’m  paralysed he thought as Vikki strolled in from the bathroom and calmly  walked up to Mark. Who the fuck is Michelle? She asked Mark tried to  answer but couldn’t move his mouth. Even his tongue was still. “Doesn’t  matter, I don’t particularly care any more.” She said dismissing his  plight
“I don’t care about you, us or whatever we may have had,” she calmly  stated as she pulled the sheets off Mark “oh, you’re probably wondering  what the hell is going on right? Well I slipped you something from the  lab last night. Don’t worry, the muscles and organs that currently work  are the vitals so you’ll be fine.”
“Let me explain, you’re in a sort of conscious coma, your wake and aware  but completely immobile, you hardly need to breath, but you do though”  she said with a wink.
“Its not what I’ve done that’s going to hurt you” she said spreading the  bed sheets onto the floor, “Ill leave that to, oh I don’t know, your  girlfriend and her mates?”
Marks mind was in a spin, he couldn’t argue, shit, he could only just  about blink. How did she find out? What the hell was she doing? What HAD  she done? What did she mean Michelle and her friends? While Mark was  thinking, she pulled him off the bed and onto the floor and he collapsed  in an uncomfortable heap on the bed sheet. Still talking as she pulled  him out of the bedroom, “I got the text you were supposed to send  Michelle” she said as she stopped at the top of the stairs. “Can’t wait  to see you tonight, you sexy minx. Was that it? Ring any bells?” Mark  was dragged down the stairs, through the kitchen and into the garage and  that’s when it hit him. He would have been shaking if he could, but  instead just stared wide-eyed in utter confusion at what was going on.  “Here we are” Vikki said as she turned Mark over. He limply fell onto  his back and looked straight up at the ceiling. “You know, I wasn’t sure  what to do when I found out” she said as she walked away to the far  wall and began pulling the sofa out. “Then it hit me. I’ll be honest my  first reaction, I wanted to bloody kill you, but I had a better idea”.  She pulled the sofa alongside Mark then stopped for a breath. “I planned  this for you to make you happy. Now, It’ll make me happy.” Mark was  panicking. Lying on his back, eyes darting around until they fell upon  the sofa. She continued, “you see, we had this planned for today, but  I’ve changed my mind. What if you were in here permanently?” marks eyes  widened still. They had a mixture fear and excitement in them. She  wouldn’t would she? Holy shit what’s going on he thought.
“What a convenient way to never see you again.” She said as she knelt down next to marks head.
“If you get found people will think your some sort of sick pervert, if not then who cares. Perfect”

As she was revealing this to mark she turned to the sofa base and pulled  it out. Mark could only see her back and her ass was right by his head  as she fidgeted then she stood up without saying a word. “Don’t worry  Mark I’ll tell everyone you’ve gone away”. Vikki of course knew it was  only for a month because his condition can only last for 6 - 8 weeks  without permanent effects. She just wanted to scare the hell out of him.  Who could he tell anyway? She busied herself getting mark into position  on the base. She found it hard going getting him into position but once  he was on, packing him in was easy. Mark lay there terrified. He looked  up at Vikki as she pushed the foam around him then worked the ratchets.  He could feel everything tightening as she continued her narration.  “You see, no bodily functions required, your breathing is hardly  noticeable and your pulse at 6bpm. If it wasn’t for your eyes you’d  think your dead” She pulled harder on the ratchets closing him inside  the foam. “I know you can hear me in there” she said as the sofa was  lowered down. “Might be a bit snug because I had to pack in extra foam  for your longer stay. Wouldn’t want you to become an uncomfortable couch  would we?” Mark then felt compression tighten around his legs as she  pressed the sofa down onto him. He could see through the cushion gap she  was kneeling on the sofa cushions to push it down working her way  towards his face. She looked directly down at him before she knelt on  the cushion over his head. Then lifted her knees onto the cushion  squashing it down hard and sealing him in. when she stood up the  pressure was far greater than before and mark was compressed tightly  into the seating foam. He heard the clicks below him sealing the base to  the top then she announced “All done. How does it feel now you shit?  You had better get used to it, its your new home” Mark lay packed inside  the couch unable to move, more scared than he was excited. He could die  in here and that scared him. He didn’t want to die. Why the hell did  she go through with this crazy idea?
“Suppose your wondering why I chose to do this?” said Vikki as she moved  around the couch examining it. “Well it was an easy choice. I want you  to become nothing. It’s a bit like being buried alive and I know you  hate that. No one to help you, stuck inside here with no way of  escaping. Sure I thought about the fun you may have in there and I  didn’t like it. I don’t want you enjoying yourself but think of this.”
She came around the front and knelt in front of the couch looking down  the gap in the cushions “I’m delivering you to that house we rent to  your poxy girlfriend and her mates. Oh, and there’s now six of them so  if you thought it would be fun think again. They think you’re a fucking  couch for Christ’s sake. Do you think you’ll get any let up? You might  actually suffocate to death, if you’re lucky”
All the time she was laying this out, Mark lay in the sofa looking up  through the cushion gap at his once girlfriend. He had hoped it was a  joke but it wasn’t. He started thinking about the enormity of what she  had done. Drugged him, and sealed him inside a sofa to probably die. He  was scared shitless. Excitement had gone and all he could do was listen  to her rambling on from his confines. Vikki stood up, grabbed her mobile  from her pocket and absently said “Oh well, lets get this sofa  delivered” She punched in some numbers and Mark heard
“Michelle? That sofa is here now. Are any of the girls with you? Good.  Yeah it is heavy so if you could all give me a hand that would be great”  5 minutes? That’s great, see you then bye”.
She turned her phone off then approached the sofa. She could see no tell  tale signs of Mark being inside. She had done a great job. It looked  perfectly normal and she knew Mark was probably watching and listening  to her. She would go get him in a month, he should be fine but this will  teach the prick a lesson. After the initial enjoyment that she  suspected he would get, he would then be going crazy with the  confinement and the new life he has, if you can call it a life that is.  She turned quickly and sat right in the middle of the couch. They will  never know she thought. She pushed at the corners and sides of the  cushions to see if there were any gaps. Nope. Nothing. She stood as  quickly as she sat and said

“Mark? The other 2 sofas have been removed from the house so this and  the single chair are the only seats they have for now, what a shame.  Where are they all gonna sit?” She mocked as she walked towards the  garage. She rolled up the door as the flatbed pulled into the drive. She  hurried back to the couch and whispered
“Take a good look, you’ll never see the outside world again” then turned and shouted to the girls to come and grab an end.

The girls piled into the garage and approached the sofa.
“Bet your glad of somewhere to sit,” piped in Vikki and Mark knew this was directed at him.
“Too right” came one reply
“Won’t know ourselves” came another
“Have to take turns,” said another and there was some laughter
Mark felt jostling movements and heard giggles and comments from the girls as they lifted the sofa.
“Christ this is heavy”
“Come on stop messing around”
“You’re not lifting”
Mark couldn’t believe what was happening. He could see some of the girls  as they moved around. Michelle was with them and Mark could see her at  the top of the sofa by his head. She looked at him a few times and saw  only the sofa. The other girls paid no attention either as they  manhandled the sofa towards the truck. Vikki positioned herself so Mark  could see her during the pickup and grinned. She was letting this  happen. Fuck! What is she doing? Mark thought. The girls have no idea  what’s really going on and Vikki’s standing by and letting these girls  take me to their house, trapped in their couch. This is getting serious  thought Mark. Any moment now they will let me out and laugh at how  pathetic I look in my situation. Mark felt the motion of being lifted  and moved and they inched him closer to the truck. Marks mind raced,  please someone do something. It’s me here. I’m trapped inside. Closer  and closer to the truck he moved. He could see some of the girl’s faces.  God they were pretty. Especially Michelle but he would probably never  see her properly again. They had one goal, to get this sofa to their  house and Mark with it.
“Give us a hand Vikki” came a call
“Can’t I’ll just get in the way anyway” came the response
“You can supervise Vik” came another request
Vikki watched as the girls heaved the sofa onto the back of the truck.  There was a slight drizzle so they decided covered it with plastic  sheeting. She watched as 2 of the girls pulled out some sheeting and  proceeded to push it tightly into the cushions and tucked it into the  sides packing the sofa tight. “I’m not sitting on a wet sofa” came one  girls comment. 1 or 2 of the girls knelt on the sofa as they sealed the  sheeting in and Vikki wondered what Mark must be feeling now. Scared she  thought. Real scared. He knows its really happening now she thought  with a grin. With a “cheerio” the girls were gone taking Mark with them.  I’ll see him tonight she thought as she turned and locked the garage.
“Looks like the old one a bit”

Mark slid onto the flatbed with a bump. There were various comments  about the sofa getting wet then mark saw something that confirmed that  he was really leaving, that this was no joke.
“I’m not sitting on a wet sofa. Get the plastic to cover it,” one of  them said. Mark watched as a clear plastic was placed over his  viewpoint. Michelle’s face appeared above him, and concentrating she  smoothed then pressed the plastic down onto his face cushion with her  hands tucking it into the sides. Her face was merely inches from his and  she had no idea. There was a great pressure on his legs and chest as 2  girls knelt on him to put the plastic over the back and then tucked it  tightly into the cushion sides. There were hands pushing and prodding  him until the plastic was tightly in place. He looked up at there  wonderful forms. They are all typical students with nice figures and  pretty faces. There hands, faces and legs within inches from him yet  they had no idea he was there. Soon the movement stopped and the truck  started. He heard Vikki say cheerio and then he resigned himself to the  fact he was off to his new home.
The world whizzed by above Marks prone shape until they came to a stop.  The engine switched off and a car pulled up behind. Girls got out of the  cab and then the car. Mark felt the flatbed bounce with the girls  climbing on top and heard various comments about how to get it inside.  He was now more worried than ever, they really had no idea.
“Ready? Slide it along then we’ll lift it off”
“Ok”
“Go”
Mark felt movement as he was pushed to the edge then a little wobble  then a bump to the ground. He looked up through the cushion gap and  plastic to see 3 girls at each end way above his vantage point getting  ready to lift again. He could see the bumps of their breasts from below  and the underside of their chins as the moved around. He occasionally  caught a glimpse of their legs, midriff and ass’s when they moved around  the front of the couch.
“In one go ok?”
“Right, enough messing around lets get it in”
“Ready? Go”
Mark could see the girls giggling with effort as they passed through the  hallway and the soft jiggling of their breasts as they moved the sofa.
“Keep going, don’t stop” they were bumping into things as they entered  the sitting room. The girls entered the room with the sofa and plonked  it down in the middle.
“Where shall we put it?”
“In front of the TV?”
“Sounds good to me”
“That’s where the last one was anyway”
They heaved it against the wall opposite the TV and Michelle and Sarah carefully removed the plastic.
“Well that’s better, somewhere for us to sit at last,” said Amy
“Took long enough mind, looks nice though,” said Sarah smoothing the cushions
“Lets try it out then is it?” asked Shelley just as Michelle and Amy  flopped onto the couch, quickly joined by Shelley, jostling as they  turned on the TV.
“Comfy mind” noted Shelley giving a bounce
“Hmm nice” said Amy pushing the cushions down
“You can budge up a bit in a minute,” said Sarah.
They sat on the sofa as Rhianne and Sophie took the flatbed back and Sarah made herself a drink.
“What’s going on tonight then?” asked Amy
“Shity weather and no money. Looks like a night in” said Sarah.
“Who’s coming around?”
“Don’t know, the usual I think”.
“Isn’t Vikki coming over?” asked Michelle
“She said she was and bringing Kelly and Rachel with her”
“What are we gonna do though”
“Get drunk”
They all laughed at this as Sarah entered and forced the other girls to let her sit on the new couch.
“Come on my turn. The chair is free Amy; make room.”
Mark looked up at the faces around him wondering if what was happening  was real. He had just been shoved against the wall opposite the TV and  Michelle and Sarah approached. They removed the plastic as Mark looked  up at their unknowing faces. His mind raced with thoughts of excitement  and fear. There was idle chatter as he took in his new surroundings. He  could see the girls in their tight fitting clothes moving around above  him, not knowing he was lying there looking up at them. He could make  out most of the front room, the kitchen and front door entrances, the  coffee table in the middle of the room and the TV about 8 feet in front  of him. His eyes were darting around at 2 figures above him as they  moved the sofa around tugging at the plastic. There were comments on how  nice it looked and he could see the shorts of Sarah as she run her hand  over his face cushion. They were orange cycling shorts, tight fitting  showing her fantastic curves. Her gaze locked on him for a second as she  approached and he heard her say
“Nice though” as she ran her hand over where his face was smoothing, the  cushions then moved on to the rest of the couch. Her legs bumped his  cushion as she turned away and Mark saw Amy and Michelle approaching as  if they were going to sit and he stared up worryingly
They turned around showing Mark their lovely ass’s and legs. He heard  Shelley say, “let’s try” as he was looking at the ass and legs of Amy as  they parted slightly at her crotch. The creases below her cheeks opened  as she bent forward quickly above him then everything was blotted out  by a huge compression. They would never consciously do this to him. Hell  he had dreamed of it but never actually thought it would happen. They  just sat on him as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do.  Once they were seated, all went quiet and dark. There was some movement  on his legs then that was quickly pressed down into the seating foam.  There were a couple of bounces, his chest and belly was then compressed  down, then all was still again. His face and body was compressed deep  into the foam from all angles. A little later more pressure was added as  someone else sat down then all was still. He was pinned hopelessly by  the unforgiving pressure from above. The cushions and the foam he was  encased in, met together to completely envelope Mark under the girl’s  relentless weight. He had never felt anything like this before and  wondered how long he could stay like this. How long would THEY stay like  this? The girls had no idea they were squashing him into the foam. The  crushing of the surrounding material was unrelenting Vikki knew what she  was doing when she added more foam to his prison. The result was an  encasement that acted like the original seating foam. The pressure was  not only from above, but also from all around. It gave way when sat on  and sprang back into shape when released, with Mark along with it.  There’s no difference to the original couch at all and the girls  certainly wouldn’t know any different. He was cocooned inside a foam  prison being unknowingly squashed and compressed over and over. He lay  there as the girls sat on him squashing his body from all angles, his  features contorted as his head was pushed deep into the foam below him  by the ass above. His arms and legs were pinned under foam, which seemed  to yield to every inch of his body. He felt his body pushed down around  6 inches from its original position as they pressed down, bouncing and  chatting above him. This was not exciting at all. He couldn’t call out,  move or anything and wondered how long before he needed to breath again.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of light as Amy shifted her weight and the  cushions pulled apart. Mark was looking with one eye straight up from  under her crotch. From between her legs he could see the edges of her  inner thighs as they parted slightly over his face. Just beyond he could  see the underside of her breasts and the bottom of her chin. The black  material of her trousers, pulled tight under the strain of her flesh as  she altered her seating. Marks view was hindered more as the black  crushing material above him, shifted forward very slightly and now he  was staring straight at the underside of her crotch.Mark could just  about make out Sarah mouthing something from between Amy’s thighs but  couldn’t make out what because most of his face was now squashed under  her ass and thighs. The pressure suddenly lifted and his head sprang  back to its original position. Looking straight up again, he could see  Amy’s ass moving away and Sarah glancing down at him. Sitting on his  chest was Shelley and she shifted allowing Sarah to sit down. Sarah  turned to position herself ready to sit. Mark looked up at her flawless  skin and the shorts that were so tight there was a clear 1-inch gap at  her crotch where here legs parted. He could see under the back of her  loose t-shirt to the clasp on the back of her bra as it all dropped.
Sophie and Rhianne returned from taking the flatbed back to find the rest of the girls in the sitting room watching TV.
“What time is it now? You 2 took your time” asked Sarah
“2, and the traffics a nightmare”
“What’s going on this afternoon?”
“Don’t know” said Rhianne taking the wet coats to the porch. Returning to the front room she said
“Shift up then, there’s plenty of room.”
“You can’t fit 5 on here, use the chair”
“Sophie’s got it, come on shift up, I did take the truck back” with that  there was a mighty squash up as they slotted Rhianne onto the couch.
“Could go shopping if you fancied it,” said Amy
“What in this? Yeah right it’s pissing down”
Phone rang as the discussion continued and Shelley and Sarah got up from  the sofa and raced to answer it as the other girls spread out. Sarah  got there first and grabbed the handset
“Hello? Oh hi Vikki. Games? No we’re not doing anything. Yeah, ok I’ll ask them”
Cupping a hand over the handset she asked
“Vikki said she’s got a couple of games to bring down if we want them. What’s their names are coming with her too”
“Who?”
“You know, Rachel and the other girl”
“Kelly?”
“Yeah that’s her she’ll be down in five if we want”
“Something to do I suppose”
“Yeah sounds ok” came a general response. Bringing the phone back to her ear “Ok see you in 5”
“Come on then make room,” stated Shelley as the seated girls groaned and  wiggled around to fit Shelley and Sarah back on the couch.
Only 10 minutes had passed as they talked about girly topics sitting on  their unknowing prisoner, swapping places without a single thought to  what was really going on underneath them. Sometimes 3 girls sat on the  couch and sometimes 5 and Mark was becoming hopelessly squashed in his  foam cocoon. The foam moulded itself to his every feature the longer the  girls sat, pressing him into the firm material. At last count, 4 girls  were sitting on the couch and the excitement he anticipated was all but  gone as he looked up at the unmoving material pressing hard onto his  face. He heard muffled sounds as his head was released from its hold  deep within the couch and his head bounced up. The pressure on his body  increased pushing him so hard into the surrounding foam he was sure he  was going to be permanently moulded into the foam. The material above  his face lifted and slid onto his upper chest then pressed down hard as  he looked up at the track-suited legs of Shelly. Still overlapping his  face was the thigh of Sarah and he could see the swell of her leg as her  weight pressed onto the cushion causing it to spread. There was little  room for shelly as she stood above him talking to the girls. He had  always liked the look of her in those tight pink bottoms. How the soft  material hugged her every curve, highlighting the flare of her hips. Now  she was stood above him ready to lower those curves onto him as he lay  there with all but part of his head covered completely by female thighs  and ass. He didn’t expect the kind of unforgiving force generated by  girls when they simply sat. He had seen girls flopping onto seats before  but never really thought about the pressure involved when they sat, not  caring what was under them. Mark saw a pink blur turn and drop in one  movement and his head was forced quickly back into the foam again. This  time there was no adjustment and no movement. All light was gone and  sound was very faint. He was completely enveloped by his soft crushing  prison and pressure was immense. 5 girls weighing around 60Kg’s each  were forcing him deep into his pliable prison and they had no idea they  were doing it. What was going on he thought. This isn’t fun at all. They  think I’m a seat and nothing else. What about my life, my family and  friends, what if I get thrown away, someone’s bound to… He wondered  about this as the girls kept their unknowing prisoner squashed tightly  in the foam. God they’re heavy he thought as the pressure stayed  completely still and this was only going on for about 5 minutes, max.  Vikki must know about the questions that will be raised, then he  realised. He said he would be working away for a little while but never  confirmed dates with anyone. She’s covered herself he thought. She’s  going to use that as her alibi. Just as fear rose in him about being  permanently sealed inside his tomb his head and chest bounced up as 2 of  the girls got up. He immediately heard Vikki’s voice along with Kelly  and Rachael’s. Both girls are by no means fat but well proportioned, a  little larger than the other girls with ample breasts and plump thighs  and ass. Vikki's come to let me out Mark thought. The 3 other girls  released the other half of his body from its squeezing grasp and walked  away as he franticly tried to catch Vikki's gaze.