Billy didn’t have the strength to run. Coughing he stumbled towards the nearest cover he could find. He pitched forward and fell on a patch of twisted fabric that was meshed and flared up into the air like they were imitating grass or something. Billy didn’t know what it was but he crawled on this hands and knees over it. The fibers threats were, to him, about a foot in length, maybe les. They wouldn’t cover him in the slightest but maybe, maybe he could hide. Billy’s eyes were swelling shut, weeping salty tears they were puffy and red as they tried to clear out the noxious poison that has been inadvertently absorbed. As a result, Billy’s vison was getting narrower and narrower, but he could make out changes in color beneath and around him.
Patricia got down low and looked behind the toilet. Damn, the insect wasn’t there. She was hoping to see the pest squirm as she dowsed it with poison but, ah no matter. Patricia was annoyed by the interruption to her morning but there wasn’t time to focus on it. She stood up and resumed her morning routine. Padding back out to the bedroom she looked at the clock. Time was flying but she wasn’t too far off schedule. There was time to get everything ready so she could send the kids off to school.
Billy felt the vibrations through the floor but he was too low to the ground, plastering himself out. Don’t see me, don’t see me, don’t see me. It sounded like Mom was leaving. Breathing out a sigh of relief Billy got up form his splayed position. His eyes were completely shut now, tears still streaming down his cheeks. He could just barley see the ground if he forced the lids open into slits but this was painful and he quickly shut them again. His throat felt rough but not the burning it had been just moments before. Now that Billy felt he was in the clear he stopped to think about how he could get out of this.
Billy tried to walk but he caught his foot several time on the strands that were looped around him. What was worse Billy couldn’t force his eyes open long enough to get his Barings. He couldn’t see where he was going and every time he opened his eyes he was only making out blurry white. Sitting down Billy just let his agony wash over him for a few moments. Everything had gone so wrong.
Patricia turned back into the bathroom and padded to the shower. Her slippered feet made a slapping sounds as they rang off the tile floor. Slap, slap, slap. Reaching into the shower she turned on the water and while it warmed up she slid off her nightgown letting it drop to the floor. Then sliding her feet out of the slippers, she stepped onto the shower mat and then one slid her panties off before tossing them into a corner. Now naked the mother of four saw steam coming from the other side of the shower curtain and stepped into the shower. The hot water hitting Patricia into the chest instantly helped her wake up.
Billy was still sitting contemplating his situation when the ground started vibrating again. Billy immediately stood up but then realized that was the wrong move and flattened himself out again hoping that whatever happened he wouldn’t’ be seen. Unable to see Billy had not choice but to just hope. Billy felt the monstrous presence of the giant near by. He couldn’t see for himself but he could only imagine it was his mom come back to finish him off. He stayed as still as possible.
There was a sound of distant mettle on mettle and then the sound of water cascading in a BURRRRR. THUD, THUD. Billy felt the ground shift ever so slightly…what was going on?
Billy’s hope of going unseen was rewarded. Patricia didn’t even look down when she slid her panties off. However as she brought her left foot down after sliding it out of the thong Billy wished she had.
Billy felt the massive wait fall flat on top of him. Instantly he was pressed into the rough, mass of whatever it was and in seconds his lungs were forced to exhale all the air in them. In the seconds that this went on Billy figured out that Patricia had seen him and was now crushing him like a bug. This was how he would die. Would anyone even notice?
Billy’s impending doom was delayed because the massive foot that had fallen on top of him lifted off moment’s later as Patricia stepped into the shower. Billy, who’s naked backside had been pressed into the flesh of his mother’s instep was briefly lifted up until the skin/skin friction gave way and he plummeted back down.
SPLASH!
Billy hit what was at the moment maybe six inches of water. His hands and knees broke some of his fall but they were ganged up good. THUD, Patricia’s foot landed just ahead of Billy, the massive leg and thigh providing him a little cover from the torrential downpour. Billy fell face first into the now diminishing water. Slowly his eyes were able to open as the water washed away some of the chemicals.
Blurry eyed Billy looked around at the wight container he was in and then up to his side at the massive monster. Billy’s view as primarily taken up by Patricia’s leg and calf. He didn’t have time to formulate a plan of action because Patricia took a step back and turned to reach for the liquid soap. The water from the shower head which she had previously blocked now shot past her torso and resumed flooding the tub from the back. Billy slipped and was carried down river as the current picked up strength suddenly and the six inches of water turned into almost two feet.
Billy screamed as he crabbed as anything he could, kicking and flailing his arms. Billy managed to cling to the slightly bebbled surface of the tub bottom, the kind used to prevent slippage, but it was a tenuous connection and at any moment he’d be swept further away by the strength of the current.
Oblivious to this, Patricia poured liquid soap into a washcloth and started lathering herself up…”Oops,” she accidently dropped the cloth which fell to the bottom of the tub.
Billy was trying to inch is way to the side of the tub to get out of the water, at least partially but suddenly there was a shadow over him and SPLASH, he was smothered and his grip lost. The current washed Billy further away.
Patricia got down low and looked behind the toilet. Damn, the insect wasn’t there. She was hoping to see the pest squirm as she dowsed it with poison but, ah no matter. Patricia was annoyed by the interruption to her morning but there wasn’t time to focus on it. She stood up and resumed her morning routine. Padding back out to the bedroom she looked at the clock. Time was flying but she wasn’t too far off schedule. There was time to get everything ready so she could send the kids off to school.
Billy felt the vibrations through the floor but he was too low to the ground, plastering himself out. Don’t see me, don’t see me, don’t see me. It sounded like Mom was leaving. Breathing out a sigh of relief Billy got up form his splayed position. His eyes were completely shut now, tears still streaming down his cheeks. He could just barley see the ground if he forced the lids open into slits but this was painful and he quickly shut them again. His throat felt rough but not the burning it had been just moments before. Now that Billy felt he was in the clear he stopped to think about how he could get out of this.
Billy tried to walk but he caught his foot several time on the strands that were looped around him. What was worse Billy couldn’t force his eyes open long enough to get his Barings. He couldn’t see where he was going and every time he opened his eyes he was only making out blurry white. Sitting down Billy just let his agony wash over him for a few moments. Everything had gone so wrong.
Patricia turned back into the bathroom and padded to the shower. Her slippered feet made a slapping sounds as they rang off the tile floor. Slap, slap, slap. Reaching into the shower she turned on the water and while it warmed up she slid off her nightgown letting it drop to the floor. Then sliding her feet out of the slippers, she stepped onto the shower mat and then one slid her panties off before tossing them into a corner. Now naked the mother of four saw steam coming from the other side of the shower curtain and stepped into the shower. The hot water hitting Patricia into the chest instantly helped her wake up.
Billy was still sitting contemplating his situation when the ground started vibrating again. Billy immediately stood up but then realized that was the wrong move and flattened himself out again hoping that whatever happened he wouldn’t’ be seen. Unable to see Billy had not choice but to just hope. Billy felt the monstrous presence of the giant near by. He couldn’t see for himself but he could only imagine it was his mom come back to finish him off. He stayed as still as possible.
There was a sound of distant mettle on mettle and then the sound of water cascading in a BURRRRR. THUD, THUD. Billy felt the ground shift ever so slightly…what was going on?
Billy’s hope of going unseen was rewarded. Patricia didn’t even look down when she slid her panties off. However as she brought her left foot down after sliding it out of the thong Billy wished she had.
Billy felt the massive wait fall flat on top of him. Instantly he was pressed into the rough, mass of whatever it was and in seconds his lungs were forced to exhale all the air in them. In the seconds that this went on Billy figured out that Patricia had seen him and was now crushing him like a bug. This was how he would die. Would anyone even notice?
Billy’s impending doom was delayed because the massive foot that had fallen on top of him lifted off moment’s later as Patricia stepped into the shower. Billy, who’s naked backside had been pressed into the flesh of his mother’s instep was briefly lifted up until the skin/skin friction gave way and he plummeted back down.
SPLASH!
Billy hit what was at the moment maybe six inches of water. His hands and knees broke some of his fall but they were ganged up good. THUD, Patricia’s foot landed just ahead of Billy, the massive leg and thigh providing him a little cover from the torrential downpour. Billy fell face first into the now diminishing water. Slowly his eyes were able to open as the water washed away some of the chemicals.
Blurry eyed Billy looked around at the wight container he was in and then up to his side at the massive monster. Billy’s view as primarily taken up by Patricia’s leg and calf. He didn’t have time to formulate a plan of action because Patricia took a step back and turned to reach for the liquid soap. The water from the shower head which she had previously blocked now shot past her torso and resumed flooding the tub from the back. Billy slipped and was carried down river as the current picked up strength suddenly and the six inches of water turned into almost two feet.
Billy screamed as he crabbed as anything he could, kicking and flailing his arms. Billy managed to cling to the slightly bebbled surface of the tub bottom, the kind used to prevent slippage, but it was a tenuous connection and at any moment he’d be swept further away by the strength of the current.
Oblivious to this, Patricia poured liquid soap into a washcloth and started lathering herself up…”Oops,” she accidently dropped the cloth which fell to the bottom of the tub.
Billy was trying to inch is way to the side of the tub to get out of the water, at least partially but suddenly there was a shadow over him and SPLASH, he was smothered and his grip lost. The current washed Billy further away.
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June 10, 2023
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