Billy lays there in the middle of the table while the three giants ate and chatted around him. This gave him time to think. For the moment Billy wasn’t in immediate danger but he wanted to get that remote. He thought of just jumping up and coming clean with everyone but then he remembered he had been in the room when Brittany was changing…THAT was a conversation he didn’t want to have. They’d finish up soon and then he could grab the remote before Kaity did anything with it and this would all be over.
Like most things this morning it wasn’t that simple. Kaitlin was the first to leave and while Billy couldn’t see because he was afraid to move his head he thought she took the remote with her. DAMN! Brittany then got up and after reaching out to man-handle him again she left him leaned up against the napkins. Billy struggled to breath briefly while her thumb pressed down on his belly but he survived. He was in a bit of awe as he saw her tower over him and then turn around to walk away. This was his little sister but seeing her like this…as something other …a giant made her less his sister and more oddly feminine. Oh man I’m going to need therapy he thought to himself.
Billy heard the clatter and clutter as dishes were put away in the distant sink and then Billy watched his mom who was even BIGGER swished out of the room in front of him. This was his chance. Billy got up and looked around. How to get down? It wasn’t that high, he could probably jump but Billy was afraid he might twist an ankle or something. Now wasn’t the time to make risky moves…Billy paused thinking that thought. NOW I think about being careful?! I’m an idiot. Billy saw that one of the chairs was close to the table and he went up to it. Looking down he saw the seat was just below him, only a few feet. Easy. Billy turned around getting low, he lowered his legs over the side of the table and dangled over the chair. Then working his way back he let go. Surprisingly there wasn’t a fall. Standing on the chair Billy realized his eyes were just over the table… Yeah I’m an idiot.
Billy hopped down from the chair to the floor and was heading around the chair when he felt the floor vibrate. It was like that scene from that old move, Jurassic Park, where the T-Rex shows up. Billy moved under the table. He could still see out and soon his mom filled the kitchen entryway carrying a large bundle.
“CRAP!” Billy groaned.
Beneath the table Billy got a different view compared to when he was in the middle of everything. He watched as one chair was pulled out with a screech and boom. To him the chair must weigh something like a couch or more. But Billy saw a hand come from beyond his view, grab the back of the chair and move it with ease. Wow.
The chair seat was filled with a much smaller giant. Erica was only four years old. Her bare legs and feet were swishing back and forth over the chair. She was in some kind of kids pajamas. Just looking at her legs Billy figured she was probably a foot or so taller than him but not by much. The chair was moved forward suddenly skootching the toddler up to the table. Billy hadn’t been prepared for that and one of Erica’s swinging feet clipped him under the chin and he fell back hitting up against the table leg causing a jarring of the whole thing.
Billy blinked and held his head for a moment and rubbed is chin. Looking up Billy saw a face staring at him from the top of the table. Erica was leaning over and saw him.
Quickly Billy put his hands to his mouth in the universal “BE QUIET” sign. Erica’s face was at first confused then Billy would sear her eyes lit up with recognition, “BILLY!”
Billy put his hands to his head both to cover his ears and in exasperation…what had he just been signaling for her to do…Shit! Too late. Anther chair was pulled away and the familiar folds of Patricia’s night gown and robe filled the space. Only they seemed to fold and filled the space as…she looked under the table. Billy froze still leaning against the table leg. Patricia’s face blinked once looking at Billy then she said, “HM, HOW DID YOU FALL DOWN THERE?”
For a second Patricia’s face was obscured but it was because she had moved over so her shoulder could maneuver under the table. The giantess grabbed Billy by his head and neck and pulled him out from under the table. The grip on Billy’s head was crushing. Billy would have fought back because her palm was smushing his face and he couldn’t breathe, however the motion as well as the alien experience of dangling by his head shocked the boy so much that his body was limp for the few moments this went on. Patricia held the doll in the air for a second before seeing that Erica had her arms out. She said Billy’s name again and instinctually Patricia understood her daughter wanted the toy. Patricia thrust the toy out to her youngest child without a second thought. After all there was nothing the child could do to the toy and it was big enough that she couldn’t hurt herself with it.
The massive hand that was crushing Billy’s head was suddenly gone. Blinking away spots Billy was looking into the giant face of Erica. Billy instinctively pulled away breaking one arm free but then realized he was pretending to be a toy. Did mom see?
Billy looked over his shoulder but his mother was at the counter doing something. Billy’s attention was fixated back at Erica who was trying to grab his arm again. Okay, Billy may have underestimated their size differences. Erica was bigger than him, in both height and proportions. She was a lot wider than him, that was for certain and if her head was any indication she had a lot more weight behind her than he did. That being figured out Billy’s fine motor skills were leaps and bounds ahead of Erica and he wasn’t a weak kid either. With his free arm he batted away Erica’s attempt to re-grab him. “Stop that!” he hissed at her. Erica did just that, looking up at their mom who still had her back turned Erica looked back at Billy.
“Its me, Yes, its Billy,” Billy hissed in as low a voice as he could.
“YOU’RE SMALL…” Erica leaned Billy back and poked at his oversized shirt. She had started to pull it up but Billy slapped at her hand. By this time Patricia had turned back around at her daughter’s words and was back at the table in two steps with a bowl of cereal.
“BILLY? IS THAT WHAT YOU ARE CALLING THE DOLL?” Patricia asked sitting down and settling herself.
Looking from her Mom to Billy and seeing that Billy wasn’t moving Erica caught on that this was some kind of secret. Astonishingly Erica didn’t even think it was strange that her brother was now a toy. At this stage of development most people and things were considered more toy to the little girl than not. She hadn’t yet developed the self-awareness that normally came in around 5 and 6 when people started to be people and were assigned categories like family and friends. Right now Erica knew what was fun and what wasn’t and this was most certainly in the fun category.
Not wanting to let Billy go but also wanting to eat Erica tried to do both by holding Billy between her arms while she reached for the bowl and spoon and tried to feed herself. Instead she made a mess and some of the milk form her cereal splashed onto Billy’s shirt.
“ERICA, SWEETY, PUT THE TOY DOWN AND EAT. WE DON’T’ HAVE A LOT OF TIME BEFORE YOU NEED TO GO TO DAYCARE.” Patricia lightly admonished. When Erica didn’t comply, Patricia got up and walking over yanked Billy out of her daughter’s lap and set him back on the table. “BILLY, CAN KEEP YOU COMPANY UP HERE.”
With a thoonk Billy fell back on to the table and grimaced. He tried to stay still but he did have to adjust a little bit, if only to pull his shirt further down to cover his junk. Erica was staring at him. Patricia didn’t’ notice. As his mom moved to the other side of the table again Billy motioned with his hand on the side that was covered and gave Erica a wave in an attempt to indicate she should go on with what she was doing. The kid responded by gulping down her cereal, “ALL DONE!”
“OH, GOOD,” Patricia said in that tone all parents use when trying to convey accomplishment to children for things that were so simple that they should not need acknowledgement. The mother got back up and as she pulled the chair back to let the little girl down from the chair Erica reached up and grabbed Billy’s foot unexpectedly and Billy was pulled along his T-Shirt flipping up over his head as he swung off the table and hit the floor. Dazed Billy didn’t resist as Erica picked him up from the floor.
Seeing that Erica was not focused on moving Patricia opted to speed things along by Picking the girl up. “OH, YOU ARE GETTING SO BIG.” She carried the little girl from the kitchen towards the stairs.
Billy’s head hurt like hell. He offered no resistance as Erica pulled him up right side up again. He had to blink away back spots. He had one arm free which went to the back of his head. Twisting Billy almost got away from Erica but suddenly Erica shot up into the air and Billy along with her. Billy was just getting re-oriented when the sudden vertigo hit. Billy got a view of the floor falling away from him and then there was a curtain of fabric the SMOOSH! Billy was face planted against something very large, very firm and very pliant…and very, very warm.
Erica still held onto Billy as her mom lifted her up. She had one arm around him and the other around their mother. The rest of Billy was being sandwiched between Erica and his mom…in particular, Billy’s face, shoulders and torso were being pressed between his mother’s matronly breasts. As giantess walked she wrapped her arms around her daughter even harder and Billy felt himself being squished as well as he soft flesh of his mom's breasts starting to fit around him.
This was becoming a long, long morning.
Like most things this morning it wasn’t that simple. Kaitlin was the first to leave and while Billy couldn’t see because he was afraid to move his head he thought she took the remote with her. DAMN! Brittany then got up and after reaching out to man-handle him again she left him leaned up against the napkins. Billy struggled to breath briefly while her thumb pressed down on his belly but he survived. He was in a bit of awe as he saw her tower over him and then turn around to walk away. This was his little sister but seeing her like this…as something other …a giant made her less his sister and more oddly feminine. Oh man I’m going to need therapy he thought to himself.
Billy heard the clatter and clutter as dishes were put away in the distant sink and then Billy watched his mom who was even BIGGER swished out of the room in front of him. This was his chance. Billy got up and looked around. How to get down? It wasn’t that high, he could probably jump but Billy was afraid he might twist an ankle or something. Now wasn’t the time to make risky moves…Billy paused thinking that thought. NOW I think about being careful?! I’m an idiot. Billy saw that one of the chairs was close to the table and he went up to it. Looking down he saw the seat was just below him, only a few feet. Easy. Billy turned around getting low, he lowered his legs over the side of the table and dangled over the chair. Then working his way back he let go. Surprisingly there wasn’t a fall. Standing on the chair Billy realized his eyes were just over the table… Yeah I’m an idiot.
Billy hopped down from the chair to the floor and was heading around the chair when he felt the floor vibrate. It was like that scene from that old move, Jurassic Park, where the T-Rex shows up. Billy moved under the table. He could still see out and soon his mom filled the kitchen entryway carrying a large bundle.
“CRAP!” Billy groaned.
Beneath the table Billy got a different view compared to when he was in the middle of everything. He watched as one chair was pulled out with a screech and boom. To him the chair must weigh something like a couch or more. But Billy saw a hand come from beyond his view, grab the back of the chair and move it with ease. Wow.
The chair seat was filled with a much smaller giant. Erica was only four years old. Her bare legs and feet were swishing back and forth over the chair. She was in some kind of kids pajamas. Just looking at her legs Billy figured she was probably a foot or so taller than him but not by much. The chair was moved forward suddenly skootching the toddler up to the table. Billy hadn’t been prepared for that and one of Erica’s swinging feet clipped him under the chin and he fell back hitting up against the table leg causing a jarring of the whole thing.
Billy blinked and held his head for a moment and rubbed is chin. Looking up Billy saw a face staring at him from the top of the table. Erica was leaning over and saw him.
Quickly Billy put his hands to his mouth in the universal “BE QUIET” sign. Erica’s face was at first confused then Billy would sear her eyes lit up with recognition, “BILLY!”
Billy put his hands to his head both to cover his ears and in exasperation…what had he just been signaling for her to do…Shit! Too late. Anther chair was pulled away and the familiar folds of Patricia’s night gown and robe filled the space. Only they seemed to fold and filled the space as…she looked under the table. Billy froze still leaning against the table leg. Patricia’s face blinked once looking at Billy then she said, “HM, HOW DID YOU FALL DOWN THERE?”
For a second Patricia’s face was obscured but it was because she had moved over so her shoulder could maneuver under the table. The giantess grabbed Billy by his head and neck and pulled him out from under the table. The grip on Billy’s head was crushing. Billy would have fought back because her palm was smushing his face and he couldn’t breathe, however the motion as well as the alien experience of dangling by his head shocked the boy so much that his body was limp for the few moments this went on. Patricia held the doll in the air for a second before seeing that Erica had her arms out. She said Billy’s name again and instinctually Patricia understood her daughter wanted the toy. Patricia thrust the toy out to her youngest child without a second thought. After all there was nothing the child could do to the toy and it was big enough that she couldn’t hurt herself with it.
The massive hand that was crushing Billy’s head was suddenly gone. Blinking away spots Billy was looking into the giant face of Erica. Billy instinctively pulled away breaking one arm free but then realized he was pretending to be a toy. Did mom see?
Billy looked over his shoulder but his mother was at the counter doing something. Billy’s attention was fixated back at Erica who was trying to grab his arm again. Okay, Billy may have underestimated their size differences. Erica was bigger than him, in both height and proportions. She was a lot wider than him, that was for certain and if her head was any indication she had a lot more weight behind her than he did. That being figured out Billy’s fine motor skills were leaps and bounds ahead of Erica and he wasn’t a weak kid either. With his free arm he batted away Erica’s attempt to re-grab him. “Stop that!” he hissed at her. Erica did just that, looking up at their mom who still had her back turned Erica looked back at Billy.
“Its me, Yes, its Billy,” Billy hissed in as low a voice as he could.
“YOU’RE SMALL…” Erica leaned Billy back and poked at his oversized shirt. She had started to pull it up but Billy slapped at her hand. By this time Patricia had turned back around at her daughter’s words and was back at the table in two steps with a bowl of cereal.
“BILLY? IS THAT WHAT YOU ARE CALLING THE DOLL?” Patricia asked sitting down and settling herself.
Looking from her Mom to Billy and seeing that Billy wasn’t moving Erica caught on that this was some kind of secret. Astonishingly Erica didn’t even think it was strange that her brother was now a toy. At this stage of development most people and things were considered more toy to the little girl than not. She hadn’t yet developed the self-awareness that normally came in around 5 and 6 when people started to be people and were assigned categories like family and friends. Right now Erica knew what was fun and what wasn’t and this was most certainly in the fun category.
Not wanting to let Billy go but also wanting to eat Erica tried to do both by holding Billy between her arms while she reached for the bowl and spoon and tried to feed herself. Instead she made a mess and some of the milk form her cereal splashed onto Billy’s shirt.
“ERICA, SWEETY, PUT THE TOY DOWN AND EAT. WE DON’T’ HAVE A LOT OF TIME BEFORE YOU NEED TO GO TO DAYCARE.” Patricia lightly admonished. When Erica didn’t comply, Patricia got up and walking over yanked Billy out of her daughter’s lap and set him back on the table. “BILLY, CAN KEEP YOU COMPANY UP HERE.”
With a thoonk Billy fell back on to the table and grimaced. He tried to stay still but he did have to adjust a little bit, if only to pull his shirt further down to cover his junk. Erica was staring at him. Patricia didn’t’ notice. As his mom moved to the other side of the table again Billy motioned with his hand on the side that was covered and gave Erica a wave in an attempt to indicate she should go on with what she was doing. The kid responded by gulping down her cereal, “ALL DONE!”
“OH, GOOD,” Patricia said in that tone all parents use when trying to convey accomplishment to children for things that were so simple that they should not need acknowledgement. The mother got back up and as she pulled the chair back to let the little girl down from the chair Erica reached up and grabbed Billy’s foot unexpectedly and Billy was pulled along his T-Shirt flipping up over his head as he swung off the table and hit the floor. Dazed Billy didn’t resist as Erica picked him up from the floor.
Seeing that Erica was not focused on moving Patricia opted to speed things along by Picking the girl up. “OH, YOU ARE GETTING SO BIG.” She carried the little girl from the kitchen towards the stairs.
Billy’s head hurt like hell. He offered no resistance as Erica pulled him up right side up again. He had to blink away back spots. He had one arm free which went to the back of his head. Twisting Billy almost got away from Erica but suddenly Erica shot up into the air and Billy along with her. Billy was just getting re-oriented when the sudden vertigo hit. Billy got a view of the floor falling away from him and then there was a curtain of fabric the SMOOSH! Billy was face planted against something very large, very firm and very pliant…and very, very warm.
Erica still held onto Billy as her mom lifted her up. She had one arm around him and the other around their mother. The rest of Billy was being sandwiched between Erica and his mom…in particular, Billy’s face, shoulders and torso were being pressed between his mother’s matronly breasts. As giantess walked she wrapped her arms around her daughter even harder and Billy felt himself being squished as well as he soft flesh of his mom's breasts starting to fit around him.
This was becoming a long, long morning.
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June 10, 2023
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