Caught by the Oni
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
latergator
And her eyes snapped open, glaring right into his soul!
James turned towards the window as quickly as he could, prepared to throw himself out if he needed to-
But it was simply too late, and before he could move so much as a muscle towards his escape, he felt the all-too familiar feeling of a massive hand grab the back of his head and yank him backwards.
“Stupid kid of mine… Can’t even get out the house, let alone complete a task… Pathetic!” Growled his ‘mother’ as she dragged him along the floor behind her.
James struggled and failed with all his might in Paula’s grasp, trying to, somehow, someway, stop the inevitable. He grabbed onto handles and onto door frames and tried to latch his feet onto anything he could, but always his grip failed against the sheer strength of the oni, and before he knew it, he was casually chucked onto his monster woman’s bed. He heard her slam the bedroom door shut behind them, trapping him in with her.
“Now… what am I gonna do with you, you pathetic runt?” Paula half-mused, half-drawled as she loomed over the boy.
James said nothing. He knew far too well the futility in trying to argue, debate, or even plead with this demon. It was always her way or hell to pay. So he did nothing but sit there and avert his gaze from her and her piercing eyes, focusing hard on the unkempt mess of a mattress beneath him instead.
He heard Paula grunt in annoyance, but she said nothing. She moved to a corner of the room and began rummaging through a pile of trash that laid there, one of many that littered her filthy den. Empty saki jug after empty saki jug was thrown over her shoulder, so callously that a few came close to hitting James, as she dug in search of something, until finally she found what she was looking for and waltzed back over to the boy on the bed.
“I know exactly what I’m going to do with you, runt!” Paula bellowed. James could practically hear the smug grin on her face.
There was a creak from the bed, and Paula’s muscular knees barged into James’ diverted view as the oni lifted herself onto it with him. James recoiled instantly at the sight, and pushed himself away until he could no more, as his back made contact with the wall behind him.
Paula followed him leisurely on her knees all the while, and when his retreat was halted in it’s tracks, she stopped herself uncomfortably close to him, with her massive, meaty bosom barely an inch away from his face. They near utterly dominated his vision, and his nostrils burned with the overwhelming stench of sweat that emanated from her body. He struggled hard not to retch.
Out of the corner of his eye, the only parts of his gaze the oni boobs had not subsumed, he saw Paula lift something up. Something small, something wooden, but something that made the boy shiver at the sight of it.
“Oh yeah…” His adoptive mother’s breath, positively reeking of alcohol, washed over him as she spoke. She knew the fear he felt towards what she held in her hand: her magic mallet, capable of letting her change whatever she tapped with it into whatever she so willed. She had made sure that James had gotten very familiar with the mallet growing up.
Now, she was going to remind of that.
“If all you’re gonna be is a good-for-nothing, then I’ll just make you into a good-for-something!”
Then, with blitzing speed, Paula brought the mallet down unto James’ head.
TAP!
James turned towards the window as quickly as he could, prepared to throw himself out if he needed to-
But it was simply too late, and before he could move so much as a muscle towards his escape, he felt the all-too familiar feeling of a massive hand grab the back of his head and yank him backwards.
“Stupid kid of mine… Can’t even get out the house, let alone complete a task… Pathetic!” Growled his ‘mother’ as she dragged him along the floor behind her.
James struggled and failed with all his might in Paula’s grasp, trying to, somehow, someway, stop the inevitable. He grabbed onto handles and onto door frames and tried to latch his feet onto anything he could, but always his grip failed against the sheer strength of the oni, and before he knew it, he was casually chucked onto his monster woman’s bed. He heard her slam the bedroom door shut behind them, trapping him in with her.
“Now… what am I gonna do with you, you pathetic runt?” Paula half-mused, half-drawled as she loomed over the boy.
James said nothing. He knew far too well the futility in trying to argue, debate, or even plead with this demon. It was always her way or hell to pay. So he did nothing but sit there and avert his gaze from her and her piercing eyes, focusing hard on the unkempt mess of a mattress beneath him instead.
He heard Paula grunt in annoyance, but she said nothing. She moved to a corner of the room and began rummaging through a pile of trash that laid there, one of many that littered her filthy den. Empty saki jug after empty saki jug was thrown over her shoulder, so callously that a few came close to hitting James, as she dug in search of something, until finally she found what she was looking for and waltzed back over to the boy on the bed.
“I know exactly what I’m going to do with you, runt!” Paula bellowed. James could practically hear the smug grin on her face.
There was a creak from the bed, and Paula’s muscular knees barged into James’ diverted view as the oni lifted herself onto it with him. James recoiled instantly at the sight, and pushed himself away until he could no more, as his back made contact with the wall behind him.
Paula followed him leisurely on her knees all the while, and when his retreat was halted in it’s tracks, she stopped herself uncomfortably close to him, with her massive, meaty bosom barely an inch away from his face. They near utterly dominated his vision, and his nostrils burned with the overwhelming stench of sweat that emanated from her body. He struggled hard not to retch.
Out of the corner of his eye, the only parts of his gaze the oni boobs had not subsumed, he saw Paula lift something up. Something small, something wooden, but something that made the boy shiver at the sight of it.
“Oh yeah…” His adoptive mother’s breath, positively reeking of alcohol, washed over him as she spoke. She knew the fear he felt towards what she held in her hand: her magic mallet, capable of letting her change whatever she tapped with it into whatever she so willed. She had made sure that James had gotten very familiar with the mallet growing up.
Now, she was going to remind of that.
“If all you’re gonna be is a good-for-nothing, then I’ll just make you into a good-for-something!”
Then, with blitzing speed, Paula brought the mallet down unto James’ head.
TAP!
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