She had just brutally beaten your nuts and now just said she was just getting started? What kind of sick sadistic monster was this genie?
The genie then started to march in place on your stomach. Now you weren't a particular strong teenager but she really didn't weigh that much so you could take it. In fact it actually felt kinda nice once the paid subsided from her brutal attack on your family jewels. It was still a dull ache and you were sure they were swelling.
"Hmm I can hear your thoughts my little pet. You're actually enjoying this part right now. We simply can't have that. Oh don't get that scared look on your face I'm not going to go stomp on your little man parts again. Well at least not yet."
Your tormentor stopped marching in place and then waved her hand, magic once again fluttered through the air. And the 130 pounds doubled to 260. Now her weight was painful. It dug into your body and the pressure began to hurt. She didn't look any different, still the drop dead gorgeous genie she always was but now she weighed twice as much!
You moaned in pain as she began marching in place again. This was no longer fun, this was starting to hurt! She marched on your stomach, your ribs and your chest. You heard your chest give a little pop. It was difficult to breathe with her weight on your chest.
"Oh no is it getting hard to breathe," she asked innocently.
"Yes," you reply breathlessly.
"Do you want me off your chest?"
"Yes."
"As you wish," she replies with a smile on her face. In horror you notice she lifts her foot and brings it down toward your face."
"NO," you cry out. But it is too late.
Her foot mashes your head into the tile floor. One foot is on the side of your head and the other is on your jaw. The pressure unimaginable. A horrible headache pounds through your brain and you make pathetic mewling sounds begging her to get off as best you can without being able to move your jaw.
The genie is enjoying herself however. She rocks back and forth on her feet punishing your head terribly. Your painful whimpers and squirming amuses her.
"I could stand here all day. I wonder how long it would take for your head to cave in. Do you want to find out? Wouldn't that be fun?"
You shudder at the thought of her all day on your head. That would kill you, there is no way you could survive that kind of weight for so long.
"Or maybe I should jump up and down on your head. Maybe that would be faster. Hmm I am having fun but standing around all day might be boring. What to do, what to do."
She can't be serious you think. Surely a genie can't killer her 'master.' Surely there has to be some sort of rule against that. Surely...
But to your sudden shock and horror she jumps! In the split second before she lands you know you have breathed your last breath and lived through your last day. This is it. Its over.
But nothing happens. No horrific force. No smashed in skull. You open your eyes and look up wondering where the genie is. And then she lands full weight on your stomach driving the wind completely out of you. Your mouth gapes open like a fish out of water.
The genie allows you to recover. Well she needs time to recover herself as she is now almost doubled over laughing.
"You should have seen your face. You were terrified and then that look of confusion oh that was priceless."
This genie was pure evil! Not only did she enjoy tormenting you physically she was destroying you psychologically. Toying with your mind, playing on your fears and making you think you were about to die. You wonder what new viciousness would come from her once she got over her current state of amusement.
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