This bitch! Billy was now freaking out! Who the hell is little Josie? Where the hell is she talking to me? I’m not some stupid thing you can take or give to someone, I’m a person lady, a person! But no matter how loudly Billy had these raging thoughts resonating inside his mind, he still couldn’t let out a single word.
I’ll let her take me to this stupid little girl who will take me for some toy, then, I’ll escape and still get to see Natalie. The plan could still work. He hoped that it won't be long before he’ll be relieving himself with a full view of Natalie's beautiful assets. The thought gave him hope and strength. He could still pull this off… for boobies, and juicy curves of Natalie….
Billy was now rejuvenated; his plan now was to just wait for an opportunity to escape the costume and make his way to Natalie's room. As hot as her mom was, he would rather opt for a younger and fresher version of her.
He could see from the space between the nose and the chin that she was approaching stairs. But she was only holding him with one arm… one arm of the bear that is. The whole trip upstairs was like being trapped in a tumble dryer. She swung him around dancing on her way to the top which again induced gut-wrenching nausea that Billy had to hold back. He felt like he was going to throw up any moment now. Reminded him of toys from the movie Toy Story and what they had to go through. Even worse, reminded him of the toys he used to have as a kid. He sure treated them like crap. Karma was catching up to him real fast and all together.
Before he could get his bearings, Billy heard the sound of a door getting unlatched, followed by a squeaky and ear-piercing “Mommy!”
"My girl, my baby doll! Josie, how are you… mommy’s home, and guess what she brought you?" - Melinda
Is this lady seriously stealing all my hard work and planning I put in to see some boobies and making it her own? Some people have no dignity!
"Here you go." - Melinda
Melinda handed “the bear” to little Josie, who immediately snatched it and started to violently shake it around. She was too excited for Billy’s good. That’s where Billy had had enough. He quickly turned around inside the costume and puked. It was a quick move to make sure none of it was going to spew out from the “lips”. The excited shrieking of the girl did its part to mask the sound Billy made as he puked. Now the insides of the bear started to smell real bad which was going to start leaking out.
It was the right time to escape the bear. The moment mommy was going to leave the room, Billy was ready to make his way out of the suit. After all, it was just a little girl, what was she going to do? Tell her mom a tiny man came out of the bear and ran away. Yeah right!
"Now be nice to your new toy. Mommy has to go freshen up and make you something yummy to eat." - Melinda
"Yes, mommy." - Josie
Melinda left the room. Billy could see from the slit in the mouth that she left the door partially open. His eyes followed her all the way out, more specifically, her long and juicy legs. This Melinda lady was good look'n woman. Ok little girl, settle me down so I can make my way out of this thing, Billy thought in his mind. He was eager to make it out of the costume. Any second now… he was about to do it…
Little Josie sat the bear on a small chair that was placed next to another chair with a doll in it. In front, was a little table with teacups and a pot This was a tea party. Billy hated tea parties, in particular, he hated tea. What was it supposed to be any way… boiled leaf water? Billy now tried to escape the costume. He made his way through the stuffing and came out the back. Sweet, sweet freedom. Little did he knew, he was being a bit too cocky and underestimating how awful a it could be.
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