"Well....I don't think I want too" Jennifer said, her tone still nervous.
You just blinked up at your mother. Her palm was trembling under you, making you shake a bit yourself. You could see her expression was one trying to look confident, but it wavered a bit.
"Dont....want to-Mom, what the hell are you talking about?" You asked confused. She just agreed to help you! Why the hell was she saying no now?!
Your mother took a deep breath. "Kenny i....no, slave." She said, her voice trying to take on an authoritive tone. "Slave, you aren't to talk back to me like that!"
You just stated up in shock. "Slave?! Mom, I get that you hate small things b-"
You were again cut off as Jennifer's palm under you suddenly shifter, her slender fingers wrapping around your now tiny body. You gasped in surprise and tried to struggle, but her grip was iron.
"I told you...you don't get to talk back to me" Her voice was now far colder...her eyes were narrowed, confident and intimidating as her lips were set in a scowl.
You felt your blood run cold. Before you could protest any further, Jennifer moved her hand down...to her pajama clad crotch.
"Or do keep talking back...you'll end up in the same place either way" Jennifer said, her mouth now forming into a smirk as a blush dusted her face.
You were shocked silent. This couldn't be happening...shrinking had already been a lot to deal with, but now your mother was now taking advantage of you and threatening you in such a....lewd way!
"Mom, seriously this isn't funny! I-" You were once again cut off as your mother lifted you up to her face.
"You want to know what isn't funny Kenny?!" She snarled angrily. You shuddered as you saw her teeth, her mouth big enough to swallow you whole...
"What isn't funny is having a man you thought loved you run out on you, leaving you to raise 4 kids alone!" *she said, her voice taking on an edge of anger as her grip tightened om you, making you squirm uncomfortably. "What isn't funny, is having no one, NO ONE to help raise those kids! To have your son grow up to look so much like his father..." Jennifer's tone faltered as a tear slid down her eye, emotions high for her. "To....to not have ANYONE since....since you're so busy taking care of your children..."
You felt a pang of sympathy for your mother. You knew it was hard for her...but you didn't get a chance to reflect on it as her gaze went back to a sterner one. "But none of that matters....I have my new toy. You"
You gasped as your mother suddenly...
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