Trampling For Great Justice! (Patreon)

• Commissioned by Joey

It had been a few days since Chie Satonaka, young student of Yasogami High School, had dealt with Yu Narukami, a crush of hers that she ended up crushing underfoot. With just a little of your everyday, innocent blackmailing she’d made him into her obedient boytoy… not that anyone else knew her secret.

The class had gathered into the room ahead of the opening bell, and it seemed the teacher was running a little late. For yet another day, Yu was marked absent, much to the concern of many of his peers. The truth was that he was so exhausted from Chie’s constant stomping and grinding him with her bare feet, and especially from her milking him dry every single night, that he was in no shape to show up to school the next morning. 

As she reclined in her desk, trying to pretend she didn’t hear the whispers, she reluctantly came to the conclusion that she needed to give him a small break every now and again and let him come back, just to ward off suspicion. Still… that didn’t need to start happening TOO soon…

Her thoughts were interrupted by the wolf whistle of a passing boy. “That’s a nice view you’re giving me there, sweetcheeks...” he openly declared, clearly looking up her skirt. Seemingly without realizing it, Chie had kicked her legs up onto her desk, and though they were crossed, her skirt had rode up her hips considerably, even showing a hint of panty. 

Chie’s cheeks reddened as she swiftly brought her legs back down to the floor, hiding her shame. “Dammit, why do I keep forgetting to wear my shorts to school...” she murmured under her breath.

The boy’s name was Touma and he was new to the class, having transferred from another floor’s room recently for reasons undisclosed. The truth is that girls in his old class got sick of his constant comments, and as he made his way to his seat, which just so happened to be in the back, it was clear he hadn’t changed his ways at all. Every girl he came across, he blatantly undressed with his eyes, winking and making little comments without a care in the world. 

He clearly made them all quite uncomfortable, but he didn’t seem to care. One girl in particular, a rather shy type called Himari who just so happened to be remarkably well-endowed got the brunt of it as he stood there, even putting a hand on her desk and leaning over, remarking, “My my, you’ve got an ample pair, don’t you?”

Taken a bit aback, she looked down, nervously fumbling a paper as she replied, “Y-Yeah, I guess...”

“Nothing to be nervous about… you should be proud of ‘em. In fact, you should show ‘em off...” he suggested with a sly grin. “Like honestly, who cares about school uniforms these days…? Be a rebel, babe. Do us all a favor and show up with something more low-cut tomorrow, eh?”

She seemed to be melting into her chair as she slinked down, as though she were looking for somewhere to hide. “I-I don’t think… I’ll be doing that.”

Her eyes widened as he slowly slid his hand closer. “Come on now, sugar… live a little. I’m sure you won’t regret it… all you gotta do is-”

“Leave her alone!”

Touma turned to see Chie, having stood up from her seat, a fierce look on her face. “It couldn’t be more obvious that she doesn’t want to deal with you! Back off and shut up!”

The whole class was understandably staring now, as the boy slowly straightened up, his face turning stoic. He walked over towards Chie, his eyes of course going down her powerful, bared legs. A smile crept across his face as he looked her in the eye. “I’m sorry… obviously, I didn’t spend enough time with you. Wasn’t trying to make you jealous...”

“Believe me, I’m not.” she answered. “I just don’t like creeps like you.”

“Now baby, you don’t need to get hurtful and lash out like that. I assure you, there’s plenty of me to go around… and there’s certainly no reason for a girl like you to feel any spite to the honey back there.” he declared, lowering his glasses to give her a debonair stare. With another glance down and a lick of his lips. “I mean sure, you ain’t got half the tits she’s got, but no chick in here has legs that compare to those… heh, believe you me, I’d love nothing more than to get between ‘em.”

There were a few snickers at his sheer frankness but for the most part the room was stunned, mouths agape at this brazen remark. Between Chie and Touma, the silence was thick. He stared on with his bedroom eyes, as though expectantly, while she just stood there for a few moments, her eyes closed as she took in a deep breath.

That next instant, she leaped forward, her legs coiling around his waist as she tackled him to the ground. The boy, clearly shocked, began to howl as Chie’s powerful legs squeezed him intensely. She was straddling him, her crotch pressing into his abdomen as she bore down with an immense amount of force. “You mean like this?!” she shouted. “You want to be between them that badly, huh?! Well here you go!”

“Agggh, fuck! Fuck, let go! Let go you stupid b-b-biiiiaaAAARRRRGGHHH!” he hollered as the vice grip of her muscular legs only deepened.

Many of their classmates were standing and smiling, a good few - especially the girls - cheering at this display of dominance. Chie adjusted to where she was laying on her back, keeping her legs coiled as they slid up to his ribs. From here his wailing became even worse, impotently struggling as she clamped down on his midsection. 

“You’re gonna learn a thing or two about how you treat women today you little prick!” she yelled as she pushed her upper body up off the floor, getting quite a bit of leverage and using it to torture the misogynistic boy. 

“G-Get off… get off of me!” he screamed. Or atleast he tried to scream, but there really wasn’t enough air getting to his lungs for that, so it came out more like a feeble cry. “Oh fuck… please! Please get o-off of me!”

“Hah! Here I thought this is what you wanted! Guess you weren’t mad enough to hang between these legs after all...” she chided. “Sure as hell don’t deserve it… so by all means, I’ll let you go… after one last squeeze!”

For the next five seconds, she went full gore on him, her legs flexing to show off the feminine power that was just packed within them as they threatened to break him in half. They were the longest five seconds of his life, all he could do was grunt and groan in misery, his arms flailing uselessly. He tried to pull her legs apart, but he made no progress whatsoever, they only ever seemed to tighten.

After this, she mercifully let him go and rushed up to her feet. As he laid there, gasping for breath, she leaned down to look him in the eye, a triumphant smile playing on her face. “Now then, what did you learn?”

Touma held his ribs, his whole midsection absolutely burning up as he panted heavily. Staring up at his tormenter, he had but one thing to say. “I… ngh, I learned… that you’re a fucking CUNT!” he spat.

Showing off her speed, he’d barely finished his sentence before she made him pay for uttering it. She stomped down hard onto his chest, the bottom of her dress shoe blasting furiously into his pec. 

He could only grunt and groan in pain as she repeatedly stomped onto his chest, eventually stepping up onto it with both feet. Chie started bouncing up and down on the prone boy’s body, baring all her weight down on it, trampling him with an intensity.

Bending down to look into his frightened, pained eyes, she smiled, “Funny thing is… you’re absolutely right.”

She let him watch and fill with dread as slowly but surely she lifted her leg up high into the air, her foot hovering far above his face.. He certainly got one hell of an upskirt which, knowing him probably did give him some reprieve but he nonetheless pleaded to her, “No no no, please don’t...”

Just before she stomped his lights out, the doorknob to the room began to turn, getting Chie’s immediate attention. The door came open and the classes’ voluptuous teacher Noriko Kashiwagi walked in. “Ugh, sorry everybody, traffic was an utter nightmare… did all of you get in okay? Is everyone here?”

“Yes, Noriko.” Chie replied, sitting innocently in her desk. She managed to rush off of Touma and sit down in the time it took the door to open. “Well, everybody aside from Yu of course… I think he’s missing again.”

“Ugh, I should do something about that boy… eventually.” she shrugged. “And um, we were supposed to have a new student in our class…?”

Noriko walked up towards the center of the room, and from there she could spot the beaten boy on the floor. “Oh! T-Touma…? What happened? What are you doing down there?”

With a groan he sat up, clutching his aching ribs and chest. He glanced at the teacher, and then to his left where Chie sat, wearing quite the poker face. Using a nearby student’s desk - he wouldn’t dare put his hand on Chie’s - he managed to pull himself up as he answered, “I-I tripped on my way to my seat, that’s all.”

“Well, if that’s all that happened, you don’t have to act so dramatic about it...” she rolled her eyes. “Come on, up to the front of the class so you can introduce yourself. You want to make a good first impression, don’t you?”

Minding his teacher, he walked over, wincing with every step. But he winced even more when he turned to see the class. It seemed like every single one of them was eyeballing him with a knowing smile. A few had to fight to contain their laughter. Miserably he uttered, “Uh, h-hi. I’m Touma. And I’m, er… I’m really glad to be here...”

He slumped his shoulders, seeing a couple of girls waving at him mockingly. Noriko seemed either oblivious to this or simply unconcerned as she gestured for him to return to his seat, where he stayed for the duration of what felt like an exceptionally long, and frightfully awkward class.

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Later that day, school ended, same as it always did and the brunt of the students rushed out as soon as they could, same as they always did. Chie and her friends, Yukiko Amagi and Rise Kujikawa were heading out together, though they were quickly joined by Himari, who rushed up to Chie quite excitedly. “Hey! Hey, I-I just wanted to say thanks… for helping me out with that guy for me. I had no idea what to do back there...”

“Oh no problem, I could beat up dudes like that all day!” she replied. “Just ‘cause you have really nice tits doesn’t mean people should be hounding you about it.”

“Um, y-yeah...” she replied, trying to hide her face again. “Uh, I wanted to ask… I mean, how do you do it? How do you get that kind of strength and confidence? I sure wish I could stand up to people like that.”

Rise chirped up, “Hey, hang around with Chie long enough, you’ll be pummeling guys in no time!”

“It’s true.” Yukiko nodded.

“And don’t you forget it!” Chie boasted. “Heh, come along with me and I’ll teach you a thing or two!”

Himari beamed, happily following them as they made their way across the schoolyard. But there, they found Touma leant against a tree, his hands in his pockets, a grim expression on his face. It seemed like he was waiting for them. 

“Well hey there little guy.” Chie spoke up. “Looking for another beating? Or did you want to apologize to my friend here?”

Chie turned to point towards Himari, only to find that she was nowhere to be found. “Huh…? H-hey, where’d you go?”

Meekly, Himari poked her head out from behind Yukiko. “I-I’m here!”

“Himari, there’s really no reason to be afraid...” the latter noted, turning towards her. “We’re all here, we’ll take care of you.”

“I know!” she quickly replied, sinking lower down Yukiko’s back. “Hence… me h-hiding behind you...”

“...Well I guess I can’t argue with that.” she shrugged.

“I came here...” Touma spoke up, stepping out of the shadow of the tree to point at Chie. “...to get some payback on you, you little bitch!”

“Heh… guess you haven’t learned a thing.” she scoffed. “Of course my lesson was cut short, so I guess that’s to be expected.”

“Quiet!” he shouted. “You didn’t prove a damn thing back there! You jumped me when I wasn’t expecting it, so I got caught! That’s not gonna happen again… this time I’m ready for you, and there’s no teacher around to protect you!”

“If I recall, it was you that was saved by the teacher coming in.” Rise pointed out. “She was going to stomp your lights out up until then...”

“I said QUIET!” he howled, his fists balled up, teeth gnashing. “I’m challenging you to an ACTUAL fight now, and I’m going to teach you what happens when you fuck with a real man like me!”

He put up his dukes and pounded his chest like some caveman. “Come on then! Face me if you’ve got the guts!”

Chie chuckled, and simply held up a finger, signalling him to wait a moment. This actually got him to lower his fists as he looked on, a dumb, quizzical look on his face.

The girl calmly sat down on the grass and took her time stripping off her socks and shoes. Now down to her bare feet, she sprang up into a karate stance with an enthused smile. “Bring it on, tough guy! I’ll show the world how ‘manly’ you really are!”

“That’s it, kick his ass!” Rise cheered.

“Take it to him, Chie, you got this!” Yukiko added.

“B-be careful...” Hirami muttered. 

“Tch… you actually think you stand a chance?!” he spat. “Men are naturally stronger, bitch… and I’m about to prove it!”

Blindly he charged towards her, looking to run right through the relatively petite girl. She simply smiled and waited, before unleashing a snap kick right to his shin. This cut his leg out from under him, forcing him down to the ground on one knee. Chie proceeded to step forward and fire her leg out into a front stomp, letting her foot sail towards his face. The boy flinched and closed his eyes tight… only to find no impact had come.

He opened his eyes again to see that her foot had stopped just short of blasting him. Once she had him gawking, she pressed her foot gently between his eyes and started wiggling her toes against his skin. “Gotcha~!” she mocked.

His cheeks reddened as he angrily smacked her foot away and shot up to a standing position. “Fucking bitch, I’ll kill you!”

Furious, he lunged at her with a power-packed punch aimed right at her cute face. Without even batting an eye, she went down onto her back to avoid it, and when he glanced down, she met him with an upkick, the bottom of her bare foot smashing viciously into his already bruised stomach. It buried deep in his flesh and knocked the wind right out of him to the tune of a deep, pained groan.

This left him doubled over, bent over completely, his hands on his knees as he tried to get some air back into his lungs. Once again he made the mistake of closing his eyes, and when he opened them again, much to his fright he saw her foot once more right in front of his face as she had it extended from the ground. And like a rerun, she pressed her foot tenderly into his face, wiggling her toes into his skin. “Gotcha again~!” she playfully remarked.

“Goddammit!” he screamed.

Increasingly frustrated, he grabbed at her powerful leg and gave her a yank, pulling her body closer to him. From there he actually pounced on her, looking to send his fist crashing down onto her. But she showed off her incredible speed, rolling out of the way, letting his punch harmlessly collide with the ground. He turned to his side to try and face her, but she was already gone. 

A tap of her finger on his shoulder signalled that she was right behind him, having darted there in a flash. While he was shocked to realize this, he nonetheless whirled around and tried to blast her in the side of the head with his forearm.

But she ducked under this with ease and countered swiftly. She took her left foot and outstretched it to her right, before swiftly bringing it across his cheek. It was really less of a kick and more her just outright slapping him in the face with her foot. But regardless it hit with enough force that it spun him right around until he was no longer facing her, momentarily leaving him in a drunken daze.

“Turning your back on me is a mistake~!” she joked, before combat rolling in front of him. With her hands planted into the ground, she held herself up wheelbarrow style before launching into a wicked mule kick, both feet simultaneously crashing into his chest with enough velocity to send him to the ground with a roll.

Looking to capitalize, Chie rushed up to his prone form and planted one foot beside him, raising her opposite leg high up into the air, in a replay of what happened in the class room. He froze in terror as she stomped down… 

...only to once again stop just short of turning his lights out. For the third time, she instead pressed her foot into his face, and this time grinded the balls of her foot into his cheek, as she proudly held her fists to her hips. “Hehehe… do I even have to say it?”

Touma struggled mightily, fruitlessly flailing his legs as he grabbed at her ankle, trying and failing hopelessly to get her off of him. “Damn you…! Damn you, get off of me! Nnnggh, when I get my hands on you…!”

She ceased her grinding and bent down to look him in the eye, a serious look suddenly gracing her face. “Or what?”

“Or THIS!” he yelled as he threw a punch upwards. All she had to do was stand up straight to avoid that one. Nonetheless, this gave him a bit of space as he scrambled up to his feet and, shockingly, gestured for her to come towards him. “C’mon, bitch! I didn’t come here to… to play, so stop screwing around!” he panted. “I’m telling you… in a serious fight, you’d stand no chance! Now fight me for real!”

She smirked her cocky little smirk. She let herself get loose for a moment, before replying “Okay… if that’s what you want.”

In that next moment, she moved so very fast that he didn’t even see her close the small gap between them. Next thing he knew, she’d blasted him square in the face with a front stomp. And this was just the start.Her feet started rushing up towards him like an endless flurry, as she brought front stomp after front stomp onto his already battered body. She alternated legs in a rapid fashion, as the bottoms of her bare repeatedly crashed into his face, chest and devastated ribs.

She hit him with such a continuous amount of force he couldn’t even fall. This simply gradually backed him up until he ended up against the same tree he was leaning on earlier. Now he was truly fucked as she had trapped against the bark, focusing her attack on his face, her feet rocking his head back painfully into the lumber time and time again. 

“Having fun yet?!” Chie remarked as she absolutely brutalized him with her rapid-fire, machine gun kicks. All the while her friends cheered her on, all too happy to watch Touma get his ass handed to him by her feet.

With a side kick, she buried her right foot deep, deep into his softened gut, pinning him against the tree. And then she launched her planted foot up into the air, showing off her incredible acrobatics as she managed to send her left foot rocketing into a roundhouse kick to his face only to land it back on the ground immediately after, all without losing her form. 

The boy was in so much pain and with her foot still grinding into his midsection, he could hardly even speak, his attempt coming out to a faint wheeze. “St-st-stooopp…!” he pleaded, but Chie pretended not to hear this.

Reaching up, she grabbed a thick branch that hung a few feet above them. Using that as support, she lifted her leg once more off the ground, slowly this time, putting even more pressure on his assuredly cracked ribs, much to his continued torment. 

Gradually her foot kept going until it was pressed up against his face, which at this point was covered in welts shaped suspiciously like Chie’s feet. And as she bore down, wiggling her toes against his skin, she leaned in close and whispered into the beaten man’s ear in a low tone, “Gotchaaaaa...”

Chie released the branch and lowered her right foot from his stomach, but kept her left leg extended, pinning Touma to the tree by his head. After a few desperate gasps of breath, he pleaded, “Okay… okay, I-I give! I get it! Y-You’re stronger… I submit… I’m sorry! Good God, I’m sorry...!”

A pleased smile gracing her pretty face, she lowered her foot but grabbed him by the shoulders, not letting him slump to the ground like he so badly wanted to. Instead, she had him watch as she slowly pressed her foot against his groin. She giggled at the fear in his eyes. “Oh don’t worry… it’s just a little toss.”

With that, she fell onto her back on the ground, pulling him with her as she pushed her foot deeper into his groin, launching him with a judo throw that saw him fly a few feet through the air before flipping onto his back with a mighty impact.

Chie shot right back up to her feet and demanded he do the same. “Stand up!”

Touma’s only response was a pathetic groan, as obviously he didn’t feel quite up to that. But she stomped her dangerous foot down on the ground and repeated, “Stand up or I’ll REALLY hurt you!”

Begrudgingly, Touma picked himself up off the ground and, with a struggle, managed to turn to face her. With the boy staggered, dazed, battered and bruised, Chie leapt up into the air for the finishing blow. 

“Chie Kick!” she yelled as she twirled her lithe body into a double roundhouse kick, the instep of both of her bare feet pounding into his temple one after another. This knocked him out on the spot, though he regained consciousness the moment he hit the ground, gasping awake and groaning from the pain.

As he held his aching head, Chie rushed over to his upper half and knelt down beside him, grabbing his wrists and pulling them away, pinning his hands to the grass. She looked up at her new friend Himari with a shine to her eyes. “Now’s your chance! He’s completely vulnerable… assert yourself, and get some payback!”

“What…? Me?” she asked, pointing to herself. Darting her eyes back and forth, she started to nervously back away. But Rise and Yukiko put their hands to her shoulders and pushed her forward towards the prone boy. Himari yelped a bit, but upon seeing him closer up, she realized how utterly helpless he was. “I… I guess there’s really no chance he’d be able to hurt me like this… um. Well… I’ll, I’ll try...”

She stepped up and lorded over him, looking uncertain even as Chie cheered her on. “Go on, do it just like I do! Raise that leg up and stomp! He can’t protect himself, you can go wherever you want! Into his gut? I sure softened that up… or maybe right in his smug face! That’d sure show him!”

“Uh… uhhh...” she uttered as, per instruction, she slowly rose her leg up into the air, bent at the knee, though trembling like a leaf in the wind. 

“D-Don’t do it...” Touma spoke up. “Please… I’ve been through… enough… don’t… don’t hurt me...”

At those words, a hint at malice flashed across her face. “No… no you haven’t.” she growled, before stomping down with all her might. She knew where she wanted to strike, and her aim was true.

Her dress shoe came crashing down onto the man’s groin, smashing furiously into his testicles, threatening to crush them under the force.

As he howled his misery, Himari backed up and started to giggle. “Th-that… felt good! Hahaha, that was fun!”

“Oh yeah…? Let me try!” Rise demanded, as she rushed up to him 

She found that his legs were clamped together in an attempt to protect his nuts from further harm. With Chie’s grip on his arms, that was about all he could do to shield himself. Not having any of that, Rise knelt down and grabbed him by the ankles, so as to lift his legs into the air in a V formation, keeping them spread. He’d been beaten so severely that he lacked any strength with which to fight this.

“Take this, chump!” she yelled, before rearing her leg as far back as she could, making him dread what came next. She managed quite a lot of snap to her kick, the instep of her shoe smashing into his crotch wickedly.

“Well, guess I gotta go now.” Yukiko shrugged as she took the place of Rise, who quite graciously handed her Touma’s legs. Going for something a bit different, she leaped up into the air with a leg extended, and ended up nailing a legdrop right onto the beaten boy’s balls, her thigh coming down hard on the softest part of his body.

When she sprang up from the feeling of this, how small and pathetic his genitals felt against her large, feminine leg, how meek and worthless his high pitch wails made him sound and just the general whimsical nature of how she busted his balls sinking in… well she just started to laugh. And laugh and laugh and laugh… she was noted for her lengthy laughing fits, and as she pointed at the fallen Touma, well it did quite a bit to compound his already extreme, rapidly intensifying shame. 

“Go on, get a few more in if you’d like!” Chie encouraged. “Big tough guy like this, he can take it!”

“Noooo...” he begged.

But they didn’t listen, the three girls took turns administering brutal ballshots. First Himari, instead of a stomp this time stepped onto his groin, a foot on each nut as she bore her weight down. Rise went for a kneedrop, the very hardest point of her kneecap landing solidly in his tender testes. And finally, a still chortling Yukiko decided since it was so funny the first time, why not nail him with another legdrop?

After this, Chie released Touma, letting him clutch his nuts. He tried to curl up into a ball, but she put a stop to that by stepping forward and trampling the sexist pig’s body. She held up her hands, offering high fives to her fellow ladies. Much laughter ensued as the other three stepped up and joined her to accept, eight feminine feet in total digging into Touma as they celebrated his humiliation atop his prone form.

“Hooo… that was awesome!” Himari declared, as the four of them stepped off of him and started walking their separate ways. “Hahaha, next time some creep tries to harass me, I’ll have no problem saying ‘no’! And if he has a problem accepting that… well, I’ll know where to aim! Thanks so much~!”

“Anytime!” Chie called back, as the four of them all waved. She headed out towards the street, but cut back and hid in the nearby bushes without even any of them noticing. 

It took quite a few minutes for him to recover enough to pick himself up off the ground, but eventually the thoroughly defeated boy made his way out of the schoolyard gate, still holding his genitals, eager to just end the day. That’s when Chie sprang into action. “Surprise! Hahaha, did you think I was through with you?!”

He jumped at the sound of her voice. He didn’t even dare look back, instead running full sprint in the opposite direction of where he heard it. Ignoring his pain, his arms were a-pumping as he’d never run faster in his life. Sadly, he wasn’t near the athlete that Chie was, and she rushed after him, closing the gap in no time.

Just to show off, she leapt above him, performing a twirl before landing on one foot directly in front of him. The other foot, she launched forward with so much force, you’d think for sure it was fired out of a cannon. “CHIE KICK!” she shrieked. Touma didn’t even have time enough to register this before running full speed right into it, her bare foot colliding with his on-coming groin to the sound of a thunderous thud. 

For a second or two, he seemed to be stuck there in the air, suspended by the sheer impact as her foot remained buried in his tormented crotch. Finally he fell onto his back on the sidewalk, cradling his devastated genitals.

“Hah! Sorry, but there’s a little thing I forgot to mention about my punishments… they don’t end!” she boasted. “And I’m afraid I’ve got plenty more in mind for you, little boy… you’re coming home with me~!”

“Noooo...” he croaked, tears streaming down his face as he gazed weakly up at Chie. “Please… please no… oh God… oh God, my balls, my poor balls...”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m done breaking your balls. But I hope you’re ready for them to be as blue as they are black and blue.” she warned, as once again she lifted her leg up, unabashedly giving him the upskirt of his life. “And I sure hope Yu’s ready to take things to the next level… because I’m about to make you the cuckold of the century!”

With that, Touma could only watch as the balls of her bare foot came hurtling down towards his face one last time, before blacking out on contact...