This choice: He decides to wait until tonight, and slinks back to his room • Go Back...Chapter #6Confrontation after a nightmare by: Unknown As his mother walked away, he quietly moved to his room. James had a normal sized room with normal sized furniture, despite his size. He didn’t mind, he still had a lot of room. The tiny boy ran over to his bed and climbed up. He crawled under the blanket and curled up.
The thought of that poor mouse inside his mother's stomach still haunted him. Other thoughts soon started to follow. He wondered how long she had been doing that and if she ate other creatures beside mice. He then thought of something even more scary: would she eat him?
It seemed like a dumb question, but there was a lot of evidence supporting it. Despite being her son, she had put him in dangerous situations before, especially when she was drunk. There had also been times where he had almost been eaten by her before, but he had assumed they were accidents. Did she intentionally try to eat him at one point? The worst part was that he was definitely small enough to be eaten and probably didn’t taste any worse than the mouse from before.
He started to cry about it. James was already afraid of Mary’s stomach, he didn’t want to be afraid of his mother’s as well. He closed his eyes and tried to get some rest. He was afraid that this was one situation he wouldn’t just be able to push away.
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As he slept, he dreamed he was in his bathroom. He found himself naked and couldn’t speak. The tiny boy ran out of the bathroom, trying to figure out what was going on. As he ran down the hallway, when soon stopped. James felt like someone was watching him, but he didn’t see anybody. He started running again, feeling afraid. The tiny boy had no time to react as his mother’s colossal hand appeared out of nowhere and snatched him up. James stared up at her. She was wearing skin tight jeans and a bra, leaving her hungry belly exposed.
“Well hello there.” She said. James tried to speak to her, only for no words to come out. “What brings you to my home? Are you looking for your mouse friend? He came by here earlier and I fed him.” James quickly realized where this was going and struggled. Hi sorry mother giggled. “I can take you to him, he’s not that far.” The woman slapped her belly, causing his fear to grow. He squirmed as the giantess moved him against her stomach.
“He’s in there little guy. I bet your friend would love to see you.” The giantess licked her lips, raising James up. The tiny boy squirmed like mad, terrified of her. As her mouth opened, he wanted to scream. Her mouth was a black hole that guaranteed no return. “Say hi to your friend for me.” His mother said. She released her grip, causing him to fall in. He shrieked as darkness swallowed him up.
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James woke up, trembling. He looked out his window to see it was night time. The small boy then noticed a note on his bed. He hesitantly read it, knowing it was from his mother.
Dear James,
I came into your room to clean things up and I found you fast asleep. You looked so cute and innocent. If you wanted to take a nap, you could have just told me. I know I don’t always make things easy for you, but we need to trust each other. Mary was disappointed when I told her you weren’t coming but I explained to her that you needed rest. Maybe we can visit her together another time.
Love, mommy
James shook a little as he read the note. He wanted to trust her, but the thought of her swallowing the mouth was still burned into his memory. He gave a sigh though, knowing the truth. One way or another, he had to confront his mother.
The tiny boy climbed out of bed and walked to his door. He took a deep breath before leaving his room. As he traveled down the hallway, his nightmare attacked his thoughts.
“No! No, I can do this.” He said. When James got to the living room, he found his mother watching TV. She was in a sexy nightgown that allowed her bra and panties to be seen through it. When he approached her, she soon noticed him and picked him up.
“Well hello sleepy head. Are you hungry?” She asked. James flinched and shook his head.
“Mom, we need to talk. This is serious.” He said. His mother frowned for a second before nodding. She turned the tv off and set him down on the table. He watched as she sat on her knees, giving him her full attention.
“Earlier today, I saw you…eat a mouse. I became scared…of you. I even had a nightmare where you ate me like the mouse. I was actually almost digested by Mary a long time ago as well. She doesn’t realize it happened, but that’s why I’m afraid to face her again. But…I don’t want to be afraid of you. So…can you tell me…what do you eat exactly?” James asked.
His mother simply stared at him, thinking things through. It was a lot to handle at once and she didn’t know how to respond. After a minute, smiled and gave him a kiss.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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