You have changed a lot since Wanda came. Your bratty nature has switched to a kind one, and you honestly wanted your mom to see that.
But she never did. In the end, you were seen as not even a son anymore, because of all the pain you caused.
Still, that is ok. You still have Wanda, and she has slowly become your best friend. You even give her belly rubs every now and then.
On this day, you just lie there in the softness. You have been running around, playing with toys that are swllowed down for you, and munching on a giant cookie.
That's he best part. The sweets. Mom insists you have to be fat and tasty for Wanda. She sure doesn't complain about it, and neither do you. Youy only wish your mother would see how much you changed.
"THinking in there again Little one?" YOu hear Wanda say. You nod.
"Yeah, just about things. I wish I could stay in here forever you know. And I am sorry baout trying to pull out your button eyes..."
"We been through that already, remmeber?" She says, her whole belly vibrating as she laughs. "I simply squished you under by tummy for awhile."
You smile at that. She is a HEAVY plush, and being squished can hurt a little... but as soft as it is it sure doesn't seem too bad. In fact, EVERYTHING with Wanda is fun.
"Why don't you come out for a bit?" Wanda asks. "We will play some."
You smile and get up, taking a lst bite of the cookie, and makign your way to her mouth. It opens slowly, and you get out with a giggle.
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