Billy plastered himself behind the toilet bowl. She…she had tried to kill him. His mom had tried to smash him flight like…like a bug. How, how could this have happened? Why would Mom try to kill me, Billy thought to himself? Billy’s heart was pounding and his system was flooded with adrenaline. Billy grabbed at his shorts. They were falling down around his legs. He pulled them up but it was like he was wearing 3XL.
This didn’t make sense. It had gone so wrong. Billy was so focused on what was immediately Infront of him he didn’t take notice of the heavy THUMP, THUMP, THUMP as coming back.
“GOTCHA!” A loud voice echoed off the porcelain of the and off the walls of the space. Billy spun around, dropping his shorts. From his hiding spot he looked up between the toilet bowl and the sink and saw his giant mom standing, towering, over everything. Then the red can filled the void between the two structures. FRSSSSSSSHHHHHH!
Billy fell back, falling out of his night cloths and ran the opposite way. He could smell the sweet scent fill the air but it was also immediately irritating his nose and throat. His eyes were watering as the fumes spread out from where the liquid spray landed. Fortunately, nothing had gotten on Billy – yet.
Coughing and choking Billy ran around the toilet bowl back the way he had run, out into the open between the shower and the toilet.
Already exhausted Billy didn’t make it far as he was choking on the fumes, he had breathed in. The ground shook and Billy turned back towards the toilet. He saw his mom’s massive backside as he was crouching down by the toilet. Her gaze was focused over there. Her nightgown fell to the ground like a theater curtain obscuring her crouched form to make her look more like a mountain than a person.
Billy looked on in terror as his mom’s leaned in by the toilet searching – for him. He had to keep going.
This didn’t make sense. It had gone so wrong. Billy was so focused on what was immediately Infront of him he didn’t take notice of the heavy THUMP, THUMP, THUMP as coming back.
“GOTCHA!” A loud voice echoed off the porcelain of the and off the walls of the space. Billy spun around, dropping his shorts. From his hiding spot he looked up between the toilet bowl and the sink and saw his giant mom standing, towering, over everything. Then the red can filled the void between the two structures. FRSSSSSSSHHHHHH!
Billy fell back, falling out of his night cloths and ran the opposite way. He could smell the sweet scent fill the air but it was also immediately irritating his nose and throat. His eyes were watering as the fumes spread out from where the liquid spray landed. Fortunately, nothing had gotten on Billy – yet.
Coughing and choking Billy ran around the toilet bowl back the way he had run, out into the open between the shower and the toilet.
Already exhausted Billy didn’t make it far as he was choking on the fumes, he had breathed in. The ground shook and Billy turned back towards the toilet. He saw his mom’s massive backside as he was crouching down by the toilet. Her gaze was focused over there. Her nightgown fell to the ground like a theater curtain obscuring her crouched form to make her look more like a mountain than a person.
Billy looked on in terror as his mom’s leaned in by the toilet searching – for him. He had to keep going.
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June 10, 2023
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