Billy pushed up on the canopy of cloth that was smothering him. It was way to pliant and just draped over him. Scurrying on his back Billy tried to find a way out. Way above him he heard a loud “AHHHH!” and the sound of a fire hose going off hitting a like…it didn’t take long for Billy to figure out what that sound was; he redoubled his efforts.
Unexpectedly Billy’s head popped out from beneath the canopy and he was first blinding by the light but then got an eye full of his mom’s massive leg going all the way up to her bent knee. Billy froze as the Titaness leaned forward blotting out the light. Billy thought his mom was going to pitch forward and crush him but instead her long hair fell down almost douching him and he saw to small hills shift as if they were about to tumble down from the thin curtain holding them back….The massive head and face lifted back up and that was when Billy made his move. He pulled himself free of the panties and ran back the way he had come.
The bathroom door was mostly closed but part of it was still open. Billy went to the edge and squeezed through. His oversized shirt helped a bit. The thing was nearly falling off of him but it let Billy squeeze between the door and door frame without getting scratched up. Once out Billy started looking for the remote. “Where is it?”
Billy ran back towards the bed trying to see where the remote had fallen. Was it on the floor or on the bed? As billing was thinking about it; running through his memories he didn’t notice the bedroom door, slightly ajar open up just ever so slightly.
While Billy was looking at the bed some reptile instinct told him he was being watched. Billy first turned back to the bathroom thinking to see his giant mom standing there wide eye staring down at him. But the door was stilly shut. Looking back the other way Billy’s blood ran cold. Staring at him was a furry face with two BIG golden eyes staring at him. The beast’s mussel opened showing sharp fangs and its pink tongue flicked out licking at its whiskers.
CRAP. Billy didn’t know if he should run. If I ran the damn cat would defiantly chase me. But if I just stand here…well then what? Maybe the cat will just stay there but then what do I do when mom comes out of the bathroom? Slowly Billy inched his way towards the wall keeping his eye on the ferocious, man eating housecat.
Billy inched along the base board while the cat walked around the bed almost mirroring him. It wasn’t long before they had switched positions and now the cat was firmly in the bedroom and Billy had a possible way of escape behind him. Briefly looking behind himself Billy saw the massive skyscraper sized dresser and beyond that the door, now much more open since the cat had entered.
That brief look wasn’t brief enough because it was at that moment the cat leapt towards Billy. Billy was just turning around when the massive paw swiped at him. Thank god they had declawed the animal or Billy would have been torn to ribbons. Instead the diminutive teen was sent sprawling but mostly unhurt.
Billy scrambled as fast as he could which wasn’t fast. He was falling out of his shorts. After tripping on them Billy yanked them off and spun around flailing the boxers towards the Cat; as if it would do anything. The situation was so ridiculous to Billy. He was going to be eaten by the family pet. He was a freaking lion tamer stuck in the cage without a whip. Suddenly as if taking inspiration Billy stopped swinging the boxers back and forth like a mad-man and instead treated them like a whip. He even yelled at the monster, “BACK, BACK YOU FOUL THING!” His brain was on overdrive and shock was starting to set in so Billy’s creativity for insults to hurl at a cat were limited. Surprisingly it seemed to work. The monstrous feline leaned back, his head following the flicking cloth instead of staring at Billy.
Fearing this wouldn’t last long Billy had to make a choice.
Unexpectedly Billy’s head popped out from beneath the canopy and he was first blinding by the light but then got an eye full of his mom’s massive leg going all the way up to her bent knee. Billy froze as the Titaness leaned forward blotting out the light. Billy thought his mom was going to pitch forward and crush him but instead her long hair fell down almost douching him and he saw to small hills shift as if they were about to tumble down from the thin curtain holding them back….The massive head and face lifted back up and that was when Billy made his move. He pulled himself free of the panties and ran back the way he had come.
The bathroom door was mostly closed but part of it was still open. Billy went to the edge and squeezed through. His oversized shirt helped a bit. The thing was nearly falling off of him but it let Billy squeeze between the door and door frame without getting scratched up. Once out Billy started looking for the remote. “Where is it?”
Billy ran back towards the bed trying to see where the remote had fallen. Was it on the floor or on the bed? As billing was thinking about it; running through his memories he didn’t notice the bedroom door, slightly ajar open up just ever so slightly.
While Billy was looking at the bed some reptile instinct told him he was being watched. Billy first turned back to the bathroom thinking to see his giant mom standing there wide eye staring down at him. But the door was stilly shut. Looking back the other way Billy’s blood ran cold. Staring at him was a furry face with two BIG golden eyes staring at him. The beast’s mussel opened showing sharp fangs and its pink tongue flicked out licking at its whiskers.
CRAP. Billy didn’t know if he should run. If I ran the damn cat would defiantly chase me. But if I just stand here…well then what? Maybe the cat will just stay there but then what do I do when mom comes out of the bathroom? Slowly Billy inched his way towards the wall keeping his eye on the ferocious, man eating housecat.
Billy inched along the base board while the cat walked around the bed almost mirroring him. It wasn’t long before they had switched positions and now the cat was firmly in the bedroom and Billy had a possible way of escape behind him. Briefly looking behind himself Billy saw the massive skyscraper sized dresser and beyond that the door, now much more open since the cat had entered.
That brief look wasn’t brief enough because it was at that moment the cat leapt towards Billy. Billy was just turning around when the massive paw swiped at him. Thank god they had declawed the animal or Billy would have been torn to ribbons. Instead the diminutive teen was sent sprawling but mostly unhurt.
Billy scrambled as fast as he could which wasn’t fast. He was falling out of his shorts. After tripping on them Billy yanked them off and spun around flailing the boxers towards the Cat; as if it would do anything. The situation was so ridiculous to Billy. He was going to be eaten by the family pet. He was a freaking lion tamer stuck in the cage without a whip. Suddenly as if taking inspiration Billy stopped swinging the boxers back and forth like a mad-man and instead treated them like a whip. He even yelled at the monster, “BACK, BACK YOU FOUL THING!” His brain was on overdrive and shock was starting to set in so Billy’s creativity for insults to hurl at a cat were limited. Surprisingly it seemed to work. The monstrous feline leaned back, his head following the flicking cloth instead of staring at Billy.
Fearing this wouldn’t last long Billy had to make a choice.
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June 10, 2023
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