Mother-Son Bonding
Billy held his breath and flattened himself against the wall. The mattress creaked in protest as his mom leaned back and let out one last yawn. She worked her feet into her slippers and let out a groan as she stood. Billy trembled as the giant woman towered over him, certain she'd seen him. Even though she was his mother and would never harm him, the size difference had activated a primal instinctual fear in Billy's mind. Like she was predator and he was prey.
He watched, baffled, as she walked right by him and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Billy almost fell over in relief. He scrambled over to where the size remote fell. It hadn't gotten quite as small as he had, so he had to fumble a bit to turn it against himself, but he didn't care. He wanted out of this nightmare immediately and hit the button. Billy watched, horrified as the world began to expand even further around him. In his haste he had hit the wrong button and was shrinking further! Without thinking, he yelped and dropped the remote. It bounced a few times and rolled into the darkness beneath his mom's bed.
Billy gasped in frustration as he looked around. He had now been cut down to a mere six inches. His mom's bedroom seemed huge before, but now it felt like he was standing in a lavish plaza. Her furniture towered over him like buildings in a city. Where did the remote fall to...
VRSHHH!!
Billy almost leaped at the crashing sound. It was the toilet flushing, but at his size it sounded like ferocious thunder. THUMP THUMP THUMP. Billy panicked as his mom's massive footsteps began heading to the bathroom door. He needed to hide. He desperately glanced around and noticed the bottom drawer of his mom's dresser was opened slightly. He quickly made his way over, stumbling out of his oversized clothes along the way, Billy clambered into the drawer just as his mom walked into the bedroom.
Patricia sat back on the bed, not noticing the doll-sized clothes on the floor. The displaced air from her steps pushed them away under the bed, hiding them from view. Billy watched through the open drawer's gap as his mom reached over and grabbed her phone from above. She was scrolling through social media. He might be stuck here for a bit.
While he waited on his mom's overly long morning routine he felt around in the darkness. A plastic-y feeling caught his attention and with considerable effort he managed to drag the large packaging into the sliver of light he had. At first he thought he was about to be treated to some giant-sized candy, but to his surprise it was instead of massive-sized condom. With a yelp of disgust he dropped the giant contraceptive, he couldn't even fathom the idea of his mom having sex. Billy rolled over trying to get away from this package and screamed with the next thing he was met with.
Peeking out from the darkness was a face staring into his soul. Billy nearly had a heart attack before he realized it was a doll. It was a human-shaped doll, nearly the exact size and length as he was, laying emotionlessly in the dark. Creeped out, Billy shoved it further into the drawer, groaning as he pushed it past the shape of what could only be a dildo. Apparently this was a drawer full of sex toys. He understood his mom had needs but it was still hard to think of her that way. Billy shuddered and just wanted to get out of here.
He heard the creaking sound of her mattress and was relieved that she was finally clearing the area. Soon she'd be gone and the coast would be clear. Or so he thought. Billy gasped as the drawer was suddenly jostled violently and everything went dark.
Patricia realized she could delay the morning no longer and stood up. She frowned when she noticed "that" drawer in her dresser open and closed it with her foot. She certainly didn't want any of the kids seeing in there. Speaking of, she had to wake them up. Sighing, the tired mother walked out of the room, ready to the start the day.
Billy remained in what felt like a dark coffin as the morning progressed. He couldn't tell when it was safe to come out, as his mom kept stomping by to take a shower and get dressed. He eventually just decided to wait until she left for work and make up an excuse later to explain where he was all morning.
Once the house fell silent Billy realized he had made a mistake. He was not nearly strong enough to push the drawer back open by himself. He tried to stave off a panic attack as he realized he could suffocate in this cramped box.
Billy then spent the next few hours futility beating against the walls of the drawer and screaming for help in an otherwise empty house. Eventually, he wore himself out and rolled over and went to sleep.
In what felt like a moment later the world quaked. Billy squinted as the light blinded him. All he saw was a giant, manicured hand reaching toward him. It wrapped around his waist, and before he could make a sound he was suddenly yanked upward, his head hitting the edge of the drawer with a sickening crack. All went black.
Patricia was reaching into her drawer for her kinkiest dildo. She had no clue of the terrifying mistake she was making.
He watched, baffled, as she walked right by him and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Billy almost fell over in relief. He scrambled over to where the size remote fell. It hadn't gotten quite as small as he had, so he had to fumble a bit to turn it against himself, but he didn't care. He wanted out of this nightmare immediately and hit the button. Billy watched, horrified as the world began to expand even further around him. In his haste he had hit the wrong button and was shrinking further! Without thinking, he yelped and dropped the remote. It bounced a few times and rolled into the darkness beneath his mom's bed.
Billy gasped in frustration as he looked around. He had now been cut down to a mere six inches. His mom's bedroom seemed huge before, but now it felt like he was standing in a lavish plaza. Her furniture towered over him like buildings in a city. Where did the remote fall to...
VRSHHH!!
Billy almost leaped at the crashing sound. It was the toilet flushing, but at his size it sounded like ferocious thunder. THUMP THUMP THUMP. Billy panicked as his mom's massive footsteps began heading to the bathroom door. He needed to hide. He desperately glanced around and noticed the bottom drawer of his mom's dresser was opened slightly. He quickly made his way over, stumbling out of his oversized clothes along the way, Billy clambered into the drawer just as his mom walked into the bedroom.
Patricia sat back on the bed, not noticing the doll-sized clothes on the floor. The displaced air from her steps pushed them away under the bed, hiding them from view. Billy watched through the open drawer's gap as his mom reached over and grabbed her phone from above. She was scrolling through social media. He might be stuck here for a bit.
While he waited on his mom's overly long morning routine he felt around in the darkness. A plastic-y feeling caught his attention and with considerable effort he managed to drag the large packaging into the sliver of light he had. At first he thought he was about to be treated to some giant-sized candy, but to his surprise it was instead of massive-sized condom. With a yelp of disgust he dropped the giant contraceptive, he couldn't even fathom the idea of his mom having sex. Billy rolled over trying to get away from this package and screamed with the next thing he was met with.
Peeking out from the darkness was a face staring into his soul. Billy nearly had a heart attack before he realized it was a doll. It was a human-shaped doll, nearly the exact size and length as he was, laying emotionlessly in the dark. Creeped out, Billy shoved it further into the drawer, groaning as he pushed it past the shape of what could only be a dildo. Apparently this was a drawer full of sex toys. He understood his mom had needs but it was still hard to think of her that way. Billy shuddered and just wanted to get out of here.
He heard the creaking sound of her mattress and was relieved that she was finally clearing the area. Soon she'd be gone and the coast would be clear. Or so he thought. Billy gasped as the drawer was suddenly jostled violently and everything went dark.
Patricia realized she could delay the morning no longer and stood up. She frowned when she noticed "that" drawer in her dresser open and closed it with her foot. She certainly didn't want any of the kids seeing in there. Speaking of, she had to wake them up. Sighing, the tired mother walked out of the room, ready to the start the day.
Billy remained in what felt like a dark coffin as the morning progressed. He couldn't tell when it was safe to come out, as his mom kept stomping by to take a shower and get dressed. He eventually just decided to wait until she left for work and make up an excuse later to explain where he was all morning.
Once the house fell silent Billy realized he had made a mistake. He was not nearly strong enough to push the drawer back open by himself. He tried to stave off a panic attack as he realized he could suffocate in this cramped box.
Billy then spent the next few hours futility beating against the walls of the drawer and screaming for help in an otherwise empty house. Eventually, he wore himself out and rolled over and went to sleep.
In what felt like a moment later the world quaked. Billy squinted as the light blinded him. All he saw was a giant, manicured hand reaching toward him. It wrapped around his waist, and before he could make a sound he was suddenly yanked upward, his head hitting the edge of the drawer with a sickening crack. All went black.
Patricia was reaching into her drawer for her kinkiest dildo. She had no clue of the terrifying mistake she was making.
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June 10, 2023
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