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When I joined the boy scouts, our scoutmaster was NAME_1, a tall, strong, and intimidating woman. We usually met at her home for "inspection" and then went out to do community service like picking up litter. We never went camping or hiking, at least not for the four months that she was our scout master. Then one day meetings were cancelled for two weeks because NAME_1 went to Germany to marry a man she had met over there and bring him home. I was curious to see who would marry her. When I saw him at our next meeting, I was surprised. He was a skinny man and didn't seem very strong. I guess he was at most 5'5". He wasn't very attractive, and I couldn't understand why NAME_1 had married him. I also remember that he wore glasses and seemed to be out of shape.

Needless to say, NAME_1 immediately filled my dreams. I think for two months straight I had the same fantasy. The fantasy was, more or less, that I had done something bad at scouts and NAME_1 would punish me. At that point, she would suddenly take notice of how small I was and come up with the idea of crushing me to death. Next, while I begged and pleaded for mercy, she would carry out her orders! Of course, in my fantasies, NAME_1 had no mercy for me and crushed me flat beneath her enormous feet!

My fantasies were further inflamed when during a scout meeting I asked to use the bathroom. I first had to wait for NAME_1 to come out. As I waited for her, I could hear sliding metal sounds coming from inside the bathroom, but I couldn't figure out what the sounds were. When she opened the door and passed by, looking down and giving me a polite smile, I saw that she had been weighing herself on one of those doctor-type scales with the sliding balance weights--that had been the sound I had heard. She was such a fitness enthusiast that her house was full of stuff like that. I began wishing that I could have been in the bathroom with her to see what she weighed. At the time, I only weighed 85 pounds. Most guys in my class were around or near 100. In my fantasy, I had guessed that NAME_1 weighed about 180. I remember trembling as I tried to hold onto the scale and read it. The large weight was set at 200; the smaller at 29. My God, she weighed 229!!

I had once overheard my sexy 6th-grade teacher, Mrs. NAME_2, admit to weighing 130 while talking to another teacher. That night I had started to fantasize about what would happen to me if I were trampled by a sexy 130-pound woman--but never had I imagined a good looki Please answer in JSON format.
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