Your aunts eyes squinted at you, a spark of recognition lit behind her deep hazel eyes.
"Nephew" she whispered as if to not hurt your ears. finally you've been noticed! you were ready to jump for joy, but the fear of falling from her light grasp kept you quite still. "Yes aunt Cassandra it's me" you yelled waving your arms. You expected her to seem shocked but instead a slight smile crept across her thin but full red lips. A smile a that hinted at almost carnal intentions. Suddenly you felt cold and vulnerable. The slight heat of her skin becoming ever more apparent to you. The slight ridges in her skin felt like rough ridged rubber underneath your feet. Suddenly your mouth ran dry and you noticed for the first time how long it had been silent. She stood standing there with you in her hand her eyes studying you that once slight smile turned into a stout stare. Her face giving nothing away. Suddenly without warning her fingers closed around you, and your stomach rose to your mouth as you were completely disoriented by the roller coaster of motion that took you. Her heartbeat resounded in your ears. The heat from her hands fully encompassed your body. Her natural skin secretions coating you in a thin layer of sweat and oil's. The slight smell of coconut greeted your smashed nose through what little air you could breathe. Her hand lotion no doubt, what was left of it from when it was applied earlier that morning. Loud repeating booms racked your skull and their pitch changing as you continued from a softer to a harder smack. Suddenly you stopped, soon after the sound of a door opening and things being moved around lead you to believe that she was getting something.
The door shut and then suddenly light greeted you once more as her fingers opened up the cool air chilling your sweat covered body. After your eyes adjusted to the light you realized that you were in the kitchen. You looked up at her face but only noticed her eyes. They were locked onto you. Without a word you suddenly started to descend. She dropped you two inches above the translucent blue box That lay on the counter. your feet colliding with its hard plastic bottom. The breath was knocked out of you and you looked up to your horror to see a translucent blue lid falling from the sky. You had but moments before it impacted your container and her red painted fingernails appeared behind the blue walls. Your ears popped, a loud crack resounded throughout the container suddenly the amount of air inside became apparent to you. You looked out through the blue wall ahead at her slim waist. Her tone figure showed through her tight shirt and yoga pants that the hugged her lower curves. She turned away from you her round Posterior becoming your entire vision. The light from the kitchen struck her round globes. They cast great shadows underneath on to her upper thigh. She left you there staring at her as she walked around the kitchen gathering things, things that made you worry. "Why did she put you in this Tupperware container and why is she not helping you she's your aunt after all" these thoughts ran through your brain but the pure shock of the situation left your body motionless as you stared through your blue tinted prison. She faced away from you now bending over the table writing on something. It might've been your mind playing tricks on you but you could've sworn that she had a slight sway in her hips. Almost as if she was excited. She turned back to you now within her hand she held a posted note. Her loud footsteps shook the countertop that your container rested on. She stood in front of you now. Her hand grasping on to the container lifting it up just below her bosom.
Your world rose, afraid of looking up at her you looked down in fear and beneath you through the tinted floor you saw the counter disappear and instead her feet and stomach greeted your open eyes. Her feet seemed to be miles away and her stomach within an arms reach looking down her body became a country. A loud and hard crack berated into your ears and you looked up you saw what you had feared to see her looking down at you with an almost predatory grin. Her long red fingernails extending down onto the top of the container hanging above your head. it was only for a moment at that moment felt like a lifetime you weren't her nephew anymore instead you were somthing lower than her, something to be disgusted by. She disappeared behind the yellow sheet that encompassed your vision. In an instant you were rocked backwards and off your feet as your container moved you looked around and saw the floor moving quickly beneath you. A pale blue light shone through your prison and suddenly you got really cold with a loud crash your container landed on to the shelf. You looked out and saw the great door shut hot sauce and mustard quickly racing towards you the light shut off and instead of an impact there was a slight and dull roar it started to get cold. The image of her grinning at you through the containers roof remained burned into your mind.
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