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Sylvia's Revenge - by: Joanie Davis
OK lets get this straight from the beginning, Sylvia was fat. Huge,
gargantuan, thunder-thighs personified. She was also on the rebound and
had decided that I was the man for her. We had been acquainted for some
time, we worked for the same company and shared some friends. She was a
sweet lady and a good friend. She reminded me of a marshmallow, all
soft and gooey, inside and out. We worked for a health insurance
company, I as a technician on the company's mainframe, while she
occupied a much loftier position as a consultant.
She had been a Registered Nurse for years and in fact was several years
older than me. She had a second job baby-sitting dangerous mental cases
at a ward in a local hospital that earned her quite a bit of extra
money. Somehow I managed to skip this little detail when I gave her
marshmallow status.
Anyway, when Sylvia's marriage broke apart, several of our mutual
friends coerced me into talking to her since I had also been through a
messy divorce. We met for coffee after work and it soon began to dawn
on me that she saw this as a date! I said my good-byes as quickly as
could without being rude and hauled my ass out of there. But Sylvia was
relentless. I was her knight in shining armor and she stormed my castle
walls night and day. Late night phone calls, messages on my answering
machine, email, and she simply would not believe that I was not
interested in her.
Things came to a head one Friday. I was sitting in the company break
room chatting with a woman friend, Roxanne about what a hell Sylvia was
making of my life. Much to my chagrin Roxanne took her side. "She's
just going through a tough time right now", she said.
I retorted hotly, "Good God! You women have got it easy! I can't get
this fat asshole bitch to leave me alone and now you're all going to
gang up on me for not going along with it!" As Roxanne began to reply
she glanced over my shoulder and gasped. Her eyes got big and the color
drained from her face. I looked quickly behind me to see Sylvia with
the ugliest look that I've ever seen on a human. I realized that she
had overheard my remarks and that I had hurt her feelings terribly. I
quickly tried to stammer an apology but Sylvia turned on
one large high heel and stomped off. I felt badly all day and called her after work and told her that I wanted to apologize for hurting her feelings. She was definitely cold towards me but told me that she would accept my apology in person and gave me directions to her apartment. I really didn't want to see Sylvia but decided that I'd feel better about things after I had cleared the air between us. And hopefully this would convince her to stop thinking of us as a couple. I arrived at her apartment complex and knocked at the door. She answered wearing her nursing uniform. I was relieved somewhat by her attire. If she was due at the ward for the weekend then my visit would not be a lengthy one. Sylvia stepped aside to let me in and as I passed her I noticed a faint medicinal smell, which I assumed was on her uniform. She began to speak before I got a chance to and said, "I have tried and tried to show you how I feel and you have pushed and pushed me away. And now I've been publicly humiliated. And to top it off you have the gall to think it's easy being a woman! I guess you think your life would be better if you were female?" "Look", I said, "I came over to apologize, not to get into some silly bullshit argument with you! Obviously you aren't ready for that so I'll just go." Sylvia was standing between me and the door, her bulk filling the small hallway leading to the door. She turned to one side and I squeezed by her. Suddenly with a wild cry Sylvia launched herself at me like some crazy pro linebacker, hitting me in the back and driving me violently to the floor. I felt like I was being smothered as she straddled me and turned to face my feet with her enormous buttocks resting squarely on my head. As I began to cry out in fear I felt a sudden sharp pain in my right butt cheek. Almost immediately a wave of dizziness came over me and I realized that she had injected me with something. I began struggling desperately to get out of the apartment and away from this woman who was so obviously deranged. But she handled me easily, lying down on top of me and holding me in place with her thighs tightly holding my head and muffling my increasingly desperate screams. Then the darkness washed over me and I stepped out of myself for awhile. As I slowly worked my way back to reality, my head didn't seem to work right. For that matter neither did anything else. I was lying flat on my back with my legs splayed out. I tried to turn over but couldn't seem to. My head was aching but I couldn't get my hand to touch it. My arms were crossed in from of me but I couldn't get my hand above waist level. I groaned and my voice sounded strangely muffled and then I realized that my mouth was jammed open and full of something. I groggily opened my eyes and then they flew open wide in astonishment at the scene that greeted me. I was in an unfamiliar room on someone else's bed. I was wearing a canvas garment which I recognized as a straight-jacket. My legs were spread wide apart and fastened to the footboard of the bed with ropes tied around my ankles. Only they weren't my legs. These legs were clean-shaven and encased in pantyhose, the toenails a shiny red through the sheer nylon. I forced myself into a sitting position to get a better look but nothing changed. About this time Sylvia walked into the room and it all came back to me. I said, "Have you lost your fucking mind?" Or at least that's what I meant to say. What actually came out sounded more like "Mmm mmm mmmph mmm mmphmm mmm?" I had a rubbery taste in my mouth and soon realized that she had jammed a big rubber ball in my mouth. I could feel a strap holding it there. Sylvia stood there and laughed at my attempts to dislodge the ball in my mouth. "I've heard enough out of that mouth recently" she said between laughs. "So what do you think? I've decided to show you that it's not easier to be a woman, not to mention get some revenge for the way you've been treating me." As I shook my head violently and struggled with my bonds she continued. "You're moving entirely too much, sweetheart. I'll have to do something about that before I leave for the hospital, won't I? I've got such a wonderful weekend planned and I'd hate for you to miss any of it. I'll be leaving for work shortly. But once I've made sure that everything's OK there I'll be back to pick you up. I have a friend who has loaned me her cabin outside of town where we won't be interrupted and I can check on the ward by phone. I'll have to go in a couple of times a day for a little while, but we'll still have plenty of time to play." Sylvia walked to a chest of drawers and returned carrying what appeared to be a dog collar and several coils of rope. Laughing at my ineffective struggles, she buckled the collar around my neck and pushed me back on the bed. A short length of rope tied between the collar and the bed's headboard kept me there. Sylvia now tied rope to each of my arms at the elbow and attached the other ends to the underside of the bed. This had the effect of pulling my arms toward the edge of the bed as far as the strait-jacket would permit. She repeated the process on my nyloned knees, leaving me pulled and stretched and totally immobile. I was reduced to shaking my head in hopeless denial at my predicament Satisfied with her work, Sylvia kissed me lightly on one cheek and left me there with a cheerful "Have fun!"
one large high heel and stomped off. I felt badly all day and called her after work and told her that I wanted to apologize for hurting her feelings. She was definitely cold towards me but told me that she would accept my apology in person and gave me directions to her apartment. I really didn't want to see Sylvia but decided that I'd feel better about things after I had cleared the air between us. And hopefully this would convince her to stop thinking of us as a couple. I arrived at her apartment complex and knocked at the door. She answered wearing her nursing uniform. I was relieved somewhat by her attire. If she was due at the ward for the weekend then my visit would not be a lengthy one. Sylvia stepped aside to let me in and as I passed her I noticed a faint medicinal smell, which I assumed was on her uniform. She began to speak before I got a chance to and said, "I have tried and tried to show you how I feel and you have pushed and pushed me away. And now I've been publicly humiliated. And to top it off you have the gall to think it's easy being a woman! I guess you think your life would be better if you were female?" "Look", I said, "I came over to apologize, not to get into some silly bullshit argument with you! Obviously you aren't ready for that so I'll just go." Sylvia was standing between me and the door, her bulk filling the small hallway leading to the door. She turned to one side and I squeezed by her. Suddenly with a wild cry Sylvia launched herself at me like some crazy pro linebacker, hitting me in the back and driving me violently to the floor. I felt like I was being smothered as she straddled me and turned to face my feet with her enormous buttocks resting squarely on my head. As I began to cry out in fear I felt a sudden sharp pain in my right butt cheek. Almost immediately a wave of dizziness came over me and I realized that she had injected me with something. I began struggling desperately to get out of the apartment and away from this woman who was so obviously deranged. But she handled me easily, lying down on top of me and holding me in place with her thighs tightly holding my head and muffling my increasingly desperate screams. Then the darkness washed over me and I stepped out of myself for awhile. As I slowly worked my way back to reality, my head didn't seem to work right. For that matter neither did anything else. I was lying flat on my back with my legs splayed out. I tried to turn over but couldn't seem to. My head was aching but I couldn't get my hand to touch it. My arms were crossed in from of me but I couldn't get my hand above waist level. I groaned and my voice sounded strangely muffled and then I realized that my mouth was jammed open and full of something. I groggily opened my eyes and then they flew open wide in astonishment at the scene that greeted me. I was in an unfamiliar room on someone else's bed. I was wearing a canvas garment which I recognized as a straight-jacket. My legs were spread wide apart and fastened to the footboard of the bed with ropes tied around my ankles. Only they weren't my legs. These legs were clean-shaven and encased in pantyhose, the toenails a shiny red through the sheer nylon. I forced myself into a sitting position to get a better look but nothing changed. About this time Sylvia walked into the room and it all came back to me. I said, "Have you lost your fucking mind?" Or at least that's what I meant to say. What actually came out sounded more like "Mmm mmm mmmph mmm mmphmm mmm?" I had a rubbery taste in my mouth and soon realized that she had jammed a big rubber ball in my mouth. I could feel a strap holding it there. Sylvia stood there and laughed at my attempts to dislodge the ball in my mouth. "I've heard enough out of that mouth recently" she said between laughs. "So what do you think? I've decided to show you that it's not easier to be a woman, not to mention get some revenge for the way you've been treating me." As I shook my head violently and struggled with my bonds she continued. "You're moving entirely too much, sweetheart. I'll have to do something about that before I leave for the hospital, won't I? I've got such a wonderful weekend planned and I'd hate for you to miss any of it. I'll be leaving for work shortly. But once I've made sure that everything's OK there I'll be back to pick you up. I have a friend who has loaned me her cabin outside of town where we won't be interrupted and I can check on the ward by phone. I'll have to go in a couple of times a day for a little while, but we'll still have plenty of time to play." Sylvia walked to a chest of drawers and returned carrying what appeared to be a dog collar and several coils of rope. Laughing at my ineffective struggles, she buckled the collar around my neck and pushed me back on the bed. A short length of rope tied between the collar and the bed's headboard kept me there. Sylvia now tied rope to each of my arms at the elbow and attached the other ends to the underside of the bed. This had the effect of pulling my arms toward the edge of the bed as far as the strait-jacket would permit. She repeated the process on my nyloned knees, leaving me pulled and stretched and totally immobile. I was reduced to shaking my head in hopeless denial at my predicament Satisfied with her work, Sylvia kissed me lightly on one cheek and left me there with a cheerful "Have fun!"
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