You stood there paralyzed in fear as your attractive Mother's gigantic barefoot lowers on to you. You saw each and every wrinkle and bead of sweat and still remained in the same spot. This had to be a dream there was just no way this was real and you were going to prove it by waking up so you stood there fearlessly at Mom's feet waiting for death. After what seemed like an eternity the foot finally descended upon you however you were met with something you had not expected, pain.
Instantly you realized this was no dream you were really going to die underneath your Mom's sweaty foot. The weight of the goddess like-Mother was literally crushing your bones to dust. It would have been a slow death but you Mom took a single step and killed you. She then turned to her friends and said "LETS GET THE PARTY STARTED!"
She had spent the entire night dancing and drinking...completely unaware that she was literally dancing on her sons remains. After the party your Mother believed you to be missing and began putting up posters, getting the police to search for you and so on...but no one ever found you. The depression caused from your disappearance eventually drove your Mom to insanity. She now resides in a mental institution waiting for her boy to return. If only she would have looked under her foot.....
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