Billy tried to crawl as far under the sink as he could but it was no use WHUMP! A massive weight hit the back of his legs pinning him despite his desperate attempts to pull free. The weight lifted then came down again even further hitting in the small of his back and face planting him into the cold, dirty tile.
Patricia was just about to look under the sink when her toe lightly touched something. Assuming it to be her wayward slipper she extended her foot further and felt up the object. "There you are," she said to no one in particular. Using her toes she hooked the slipper band dragged it out.
The foot lifted off of Billy but before he could do anything he was kicked up. A hard mass was above him then to one side kicking him up into the air. Billy tried to defend himself but his arms were too flimsy for the object to even be affective. A second later Billy realized another mass was on the other side of him and he was SQEEZED between them. They let loos a bit but reengaged around his pelvis, dipping him back out from under the sink.
Billy was suddenly dragged back but his scrabbling seemed to work because the masses let him go and he plopped down against the floor again in a OMPH. For a second Billy thought his mom might have realized something was wrong but it wasn't to be. WHUMP. The foot came back this time ingulfing all of Billy and flattening him into the tile. The giant toes parted and folded over Billy’s head and shoulders. The heavy weight kept him pressed to the tile. Billy’s head was squeezed between his mother's toes as they then dragged him back out of the shaded underside of the sink. NOOOO, Billy silently wailed, while not crushed yet he didn't have enough breath to make a full scream.
The moment Billy was out from under the sink the giant toes squeezing his head let go and lifted off of him. Billy didn't' have a chance to turn over or react because the instant his was free his mother's foot KICKED him from behind. The giant toes searched for the partially torn, now way overstretched T-Shirt. Finding the flap they moved up Billy’s back without hesitation as inevitable as a semi-truck. Billy’s shirt filled with the massive object, the fabric straining just to the point of snapping all together and then the toes came to rest just over Billy’s head and shoulders. With a sudden jerk Billy’s body was lifted up, inverted where he was facing straight down and purposefully face planted into the hard, wet tile floor with an audible CRUNCH!
Patricia withdrew her slipper from beneath the sink and twithought conscious thought reinserted her foot under the hood while she finished with her hair. The naked woman felt on a subconscious level that something wasn't right and did what was natural...she applied a little extra UMPH... Patricia lifted her leg and tapped the toe of the slipper against the floor to make sure it was secure...One...Two...Three. Felling just a little bit of give, but that was just enough to make the irritation feeling go away. Patricia walked out of the bathroom into her bed room.
Step, Step, Step. Patricia walked to her closet and pulled out a skirt and blouse ensemble. Walking back to her dresser she selected some stockings and her underwear. She carried these back to the bed where she let the towel fall around her feet obscuring her view of the floor. While standing Patricia put on her bra. This took a few moments. Then slipping her feet out of her slippers she sat down on the bed to put on the rest of her undergarments. Subsequent to that she put on the skirt and blouse then went to her vanity to finish her make-up.
Patricia never heard the sound of her SLAMBING her son's head into the tile floor. She didn't feel his small body give way under her weight with each step. Patricia finished her day's preparations and left the room without a care for the broken boy. Once finished with her make-up Patricia returned to the side of the bed stepping very briefly on the towel while she remade the bed. She wasn't wearing shoes yet. She turned back to the rumpled heap and scooped it up to deposit it in her hamper.
Just a few moments earlier:
Katlin stepped back from her mom's bathroom door and turned to leave when she noticed a plastic remote control device on the edge of her mom's bed. It looked out of place and didn't look like one of the TV remotes...more like a controller of some sort like for an electronic toy or video game. Kati picked up the remote and hit the S button a few times. Not noticing a change in the room she looked around for anything that would have been turned on or turned off by it. Before she could investigate, the bathroom door opened and Mom came out in her nightgown. Patricia left the bedroom to check on Billy as if not believing what Kaitlin had just told her. Kaitlin quickly went out of the room and down the hall; she followed her mom forgetting she still had the remote in her hand.
Patricia was just about to look under the sink when her toe lightly touched something. Assuming it to be her wayward slipper she extended her foot further and felt up the object. "There you are," she said to no one in particular. Using her toes she hooked the slipper band dragged it out.
The foot lifted off of Billy but before he could do anything he was kicked up. A hard mass was above him then to one side kicking him up into the air. Billy tried to defend himself but his arms were too flimsy for the object to even be affective. A second later Billy realized another mass was on the other side of him and he was SQEEZED between them. They let loos a bit but reengaged around his pelvis, dipping him back out from under the sink.
Billy was suddenly dragged back but his scrabbling seemed to work because the masses let him go and he plopped down against the floor again in a OMPH. For a second Billy thought his mom might have realized something was wrong but it wasn't to be. WHUMP. The foot came back this time ingulfing all of Billy and flattening him into the tile. The giant toes parted and folded over Billy’s head and shoulders. The heavy weight kept him pressed to the tile. Billy’s head was squeezed between his mother's toes as they then dragged him back out of the shaded underside of the sink. NOOOO, Billy silently wailed, while not crushed yet he didn't have enough breath to make a full scream.
The moment Billy was out from under the sink the giant toes squeezing his head let go and lifted off of him. Billy didn't' have a chance to turn over or react because the instant his was free his mother's foot KICKED him from behind. The giant toes searched for the partially torn, now way overstretched T-Shirt. Finding the flap they moved up Billy’s back without hesitation as inevitable as a semi-truck. Billy’s shirt filled with the massive object, the fabric straining just to the point of snapping all together and then the toes came to rest just over Billy’s head and shoulders. With a sudden jerk Billy’s body was lifted up, inverted where he was facing straight down and purposefully face planted into the hard, wet tile floor with an audible CRUNCH!
Patricia withdrew her slipper from beneath the sink and twithought conscious thought reinserted her foot under the hood while she finished with her hair. The naked woman felt on a subconscious level that something wasn't right and did what was natural...she applied a little extra UMPH... Patricia lifted her leg and tapped the toe of the slipper against the floor to make sure it was secure...One...Two...Three. Felling just a little bit of give, but that was just enough to make the irritation feeling go away. Patricia walked out of the bathroom into her bed room.
Step, Step, Step. Patricia walked to her closet and pulled out a skirt and blouse ensemble. Walking back to her dresser she selected some stockings and her underwear. She carried these back to the bed where she let the towel fall around her feet obscuring her view of the floor. While standing Patricia put on her bra. This took a few moments. Then slipping her feet out of her slippers she sat down on the bed to put on the rest of her undergarments. Subsequent to that she put on the skirt and blouse then went to her vanity to finish her make-up.
Patricia never heard the sound of her SLAMBING her son's head into the tile floor. She didn't feel his small body give way under her weight with each step. Patricia finished her day's preparations and left the room without a care for the broken boy. Once finished with her make-up Patricia returned to the side of the bed stepping very briefly on the towel while she remade the bed. She wasn't wearing shoes yet. She turned back to the rumpled heap and scooped it up to deposit it in her hamper.
Just a few moments earlier:
Katlin stepped back from her mom's bathroom door and turned to leave when she noticed a plastic remote control device on the edge of her mom's bed. It looked out of place and didn't look like one of the TV remotes...more like a controller of some sort like for an electronic toy or video game. Kati picked up the remote and hit the S button a few times. Not noticing a change in the room she looked around for anything that would have been turned on or turned off by it. Before she could investigate, the bathroom door opened and Mom came out in her nightgown. Patricia left the bedroom to check on Billy as if not believing what Kaitlin had just told her. Kaitlin quickly went out of the room and down the hall; she followed her mom forgetting she still had the remote in her hand.
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June 10, 2023
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