You are trying to groan or do something but nothing happens. You see only darkness as your face and eyes are filled with your little sister’s ass. You just want her to get off. Then as if by magic it is over. You are no longer feeling the weight caving in on your face and head nor your lips being ripped open. <What?>
You feel as if…you just woke up, kind of like when you were…the chair. You try to move your head and arms; maybe…you hope you’re normal. Nothing but your eyes move. You think they are your eyes but that didn’t make any difference last time. <What is going on?> you hear noises to your far left. Trying to look you can just barely make out the side of the TV, your TV. <I’m still at home> you think to yourself. <Well that is good, I hope. How much time has passed, it seems later.>
You just lay there for several seconds trying to peace together what is going on. You were, literally were the recliner that sits across from the TV in the living room. Your little sister was practically a giant and she sat right on top of you and nearly killed…no not killed, at no point did you feel like you were slipping off into what is always described in novels as the restfulness of death. There was no losing of senses or anything just pain, numbing awful pain.
Looking around you deduce that the fact you can only see what is around towards your top and not lower your vision to the ground means you are something again. But what. You are low to the ground because you see a large wood wall ahead of you or is that behind, you can’t tell. It is large and you can see up to a mettle door knob like thing and a frosted window, just like your door. <So I’m in front of the door,” you deduce. <What is in front of the door?>
You lay there thinking floor mat with a kind of goulash fear. The mat in front of the door, what happens when someone comes in or out? Just then what would be normal became the most horrible sound you could ever hear. “I’m heading out to the store.” Your mom’s voice rang out. “Okay, bye.” You hear Courtney call out.
There were Thuds, very quickly coming up from behind you. You look straight up trying to look behind yourself. Then a black drape flows over you and you look straight up into the darkness along a flesh colored pillar the size of a building. It is dark thank god, you rationalize that this is mom and you can’t…eww.
You are waiting for her to step on you but the black drapes move away and you see Mom look down over you. <Please> you try to speak in an almost begging tone. You are bracing yourself for pain. She bends over and you see she is wearing a green blouse and a gold necklace with long earrings. Her hair falls forward over her shoulders and her necklace bobs just above you. By nothing other then being at the right angle you see the cleavage above your mom’s shirt neck line and it looks like the freaking Grand Canyon. A giant hand with long red nails comes out reaching down, you panic but it moves over you past your line of sight. You are so confused. Then she and all the rest lift away and you see two large leather like objects in her hand, giant black heels. With her other hand she places it against the door for balance and lifts her leg up to slide her heels on, one and then the other. She picks up a bag from somewhere and then opens the door. You see light spill in illuminating what you hadn’t noticed was a dark room and slide out, closing the door.
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