After the little nap that you managed to get, you wake up. Still in the stone age which you suppose makes sense. This was your life now and you didn't mind it. At least Wilma was nice.
But you might second think that when you looked where the housewife has put you. She obviously had something to do. So she put you away.
In a stone cage! Standing tall, looking at the carved out rock that was currently holding you. Tan stone all around you as you walk to the side. You were obviously in her bedroom, but you can't get out. The stone pillars that were currently acting like bars was far too thick. You could squeeze through them, but you are pretty confident that you would get stuck.
Wanting answers as to why you were in a cage, you start shouting. "Wilma! Wilma! Wilma!!!" You were shouting for her help and her attention probably for a minute straight. She didn't give you a single response so you ended up giving up. And just trying to squeeze through the bars yourself.
Hence is why when the stone-age wife actually came in to check on you, you were stuck halfway in and out of the cage! Wilma saw this, and while she did chuckle at the sight that she got. She was also a bit angry.
"And where do you think you are going young man?" The housewife walked up to you. She put her hands on her hips and looked down.
You can tell she wasn't that glad about the escape you almost had but you didn't pay it much mind as you were still friendly with her.
"T-Thought I could of slipped between the bars, but now I'm stuck. Can you please help me Wilma?" She lowered her once dainty finger and pressed it into your face. You didn't think it was going to be this level. She pushed your face with her finger, just sort of cramming you back between the bars and into the cage. You fall back down with a thud as your ass hit the ground slab. It was all stone, nothing was smooth for you to land on.
"O-Okay, ow." You say standing in front of Wilma. With her arms over her chest she explained it to you.
"Young man you are in there for a reason, and I don't very much like you trying to leave without permission."
"I-I didn't know I needed permission." You say a bit too innocent for what she just said. "Speaking of which... Why am I in a cage? Where did you even get this?"
"Well when our Dino was young it was a great way to keep him trapped." Wilma explained. "And that will be your new home from now on."
"Wait, what?" You question up to the giantess. "That seems a bit cruel doesn't it?"
“It’s for your own good. So my daughter doesn’t grab you without me around.” And there it was. You can’t argue with that logic, since if her daughter Pebbles gets you in her hand, she was going to be able to just basically claim you. Whether you would be treated like a rattle, or a dummy. You wouldn’t have a good time with the giantess baby.
“Well, your daughter is asleep? Can I come out?” You ask this up to her friendly.
“No, I want you in there just a little bit longer.” Wilma said, as she wasn’t going to take you out. Instead the giantess just shifted around the cage. She brought it down right in front of her bed. With the sudden movement, this caused you to stumble around. Not like it was swinging, but you were defiantly falling down.
She put it right down onto the bed as she sat on that said bed. She happily raised her feet up in the air, and brought it down. You gave out a shout and a stumble seeing what was happening.
The large giantess raised her foot up and stomped it down on top of the cage. Her sole on the other side as you look up at the woman smiling. She then raised her other foot and placed it in front. Her feet up against your cage. She had her legs spread slightly, so you were able to see right in her white dress.
“W-Wilma?” You ask up to her confused. She didn’t give you a reply first. Instead she pushed her feet up against the cage. It was shaken once again, only by her feet as Wilma pushed it around. You stumbled more and more feeling what the giantess was giving the cage.
“Wilma... you having fun?” You question up to her, as you see that she was having fun. You can’t be too mad, although you don’t like how she was treating you. Guess it was in-line with how she was treating you before. Betty was the kind one who was caring, while Wilma was a bit more ordering and a bit more strict.
Eventually she opened the cage with her toes. She opened the cage door up above as she brought her toes into the cage. Pointing it down at you as the shaking has stopped.
“Hop on.” The giantess said welcoming you. Anything to get out of this cage right now honestly. You move over and grab onto her big toe. Holding onto it as Wilma lifted her foot out.
She brought you out of the cage, and held her leg far out. You dangling from her toe, as it was a sight that Wilma loved.
“Okay... Wilma please. Can you stop messing with me like this.” You risk. Asking the giantess wanting her to listen. Sure Wilma was being strict with you, but she was still a nice woman that you tried. Maybe she was just getting too excited about this.
Wilma heard you asked this, as she considered it. Truthfully she considered it. Eventually the housewife decided __________   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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