Joe feels the vice like legs grow tighter round his waist. He holds his breath trying to prevent the legs crushing his ribs. Judy just smiles and keeps the pressure on his waist.

Phfffffffff...whewwwwww.. Joe gasps as his lungs demand that he exhale. Immediately he feels the legs tighten a little more, now restricting the amount of breath he can take in.

re we having fun yet " laughs Judy.

Joe breathes in, now restricted to a half breath. His eyes show the rising terror he feels. His face is turning blue.

Whewwwwww... again he gasps out and again the legs close tight, now completely restricting his intake.. All Joe can do is pant in to the upper part of his chest, but he is using more oxygen than he is getting. His eyes start to bulge.

wwwww" is the big jock getting a little short of breath.. you should train some more.

Judy tests the resistance in Joes abdomen.. there is none. It is jelly now and she can do anything she wants to him.

Crakkkkkkkkkkkkkk.. She feels his rib crack as Joe attemts soundlessly to scream.

What do you do now?

	Joe can pass out
	Judy can taunt him further

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