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Ch. 8: Preview #7
🕑 Added 2024-10-20 13:14:39 +0000 UTC“Who’s this thing belong to?” his captor huffed, holding him away from her in a disdainful mien. “Ah.” The strides and swaying resumed – and just as Skylar released his legs, before he could scream, another arm caught him. Smaller, but still fucking huge. Around his midsection; flipping him rightside-up and landing him on his feet in one smooth, terrifying motion.
Orange and white polka dots filled his vision: Jen’s abundantly-sized bikini, cupped under creamy soft flesh. Even now: a swell of arousal.
He wrenched his head, startled to discover how these two newcomers made Jen look small. Really small. Jesus, they even outsized Lola. Only two humans he’d ever met could say that.
“The Panthers!” Jen realized, just as he figured it out too. “Whoa. You’re actual people!”
No. His lungs failed. No!! His nemesis; his literal worst nightmares – here at this party!?
“I’d be surprised to hear that,” Nora replied, “but we get that a lot.” She lumbered forward to better appraise the young redhead. “Not lookin’ so bad yourself.”
Ummm … uhhh … Nora kept closing in …
“Come a loooong, way,” Skylar chimed, closing in too – and by the time he stumbled away from Nora, his torso smacked right into Skylar’s stone-hard thigh. They were working in tandem, clearly; premeditated; herding him ever closer and closer toward Jen …
He tried to dart between Skylar and his daughter, but the gap closed too fast as the Panther’s hand fell resoundingly onto Jen’s shoulder above. “Not to play favorites,” she told the Mighty, “but we’re pullin’ for you next round.”
“Yeah, we are,” Nora enthused, having cut off his escape as well.
All he could see, in every direction, was wide hips. Cobblestone abs. Breasts. And, through the narrow gaps: Alice and the others, erupting with amusement.
A strained squeak emitted from his lips as the conversation continued. “G… Guys?” he pleaded, a little louder. The Panthers pretended not to hear him. Jen’s eyes flickered down, but … fucking hell, she thought this was funny too, her lips twitching in a smirk! She clearly had no idea how erotic he found her current dimensions to be, or—tipsy or not—she would never have let her tits hover this close to his face.
“Sorry for, uh, freaking out at you, Skylar,” Jen went on, “after the show. I was …”
“Amped up,” Skylar offered, shrugging. “Adrenaline. Protective impulse. It happens.”
In despair, Theo watched the rest of Jen’s drink vanish into her mouth, so high above him. Beyond those unavoidable breasts. Then her alcohol-liberated tongue suggested, “Maybe I should let’cha watch him even closer next time. He’s been better, but I just can’t be sure he won’t try running away again.”
As in, exercising his own free will and deciding to leave?
“Oh, just say the word, and we won’t let him out of our sight,” Skylar assured.
“It’d be our pleasure!” Nora agreed.
Another startled squeak leapt out. “Y…You guys are just joking, right??”
They pretended not to hear him. Nora asked how the prep was going; Jen replied to her, her presence suffocating…
To hell with this! He shot for the gap between Jen and Nora – and abruptly caught on their hip bones. He wormed and pried his way like someone trying to escape from a collapsing cave.
And no sooner had he finally broken free, then Nora’s hands caught him under the armpits – and hoisted him into the air!
“Gotcha,” she beamed. And when he started to kick and thrash, she responded by cheerily slinging him across her shoulder, stomach down, and freaking twirled 360 degrees around and bounced him up and down!
“P-Put me down!” he belted. Which drew more bouncing. He clawed and writhed to no avail. She was toying with him. “Put me down, please,” he beseeched, more muted. He stopped struggling.
Nora hummed in satisfaction and—whoosh—set him down. Then gave him the hair mussing of a lifeftime, buffeting him until he almost lost his balance. “You know, we could watch over him other times too,” she commented. Removing a business card from her swimsuit pocket, she handed it to his daughter – who looked shocked.
“You can’t be serious,” Jen said.
“Why not? It’s no different than what we do on the show, only it’d be at home in this case while you’re away.”
“Some boys need that structure in their lives,” Skylar chimed, dropping her smug gaze to him. “And the attitude adjustments. No matter what age.”
Jen gawped at them. As she did, the card turned slightly in her hand. He read the words ‘Panther Time Babysitting Services.’ The air left his lungs.
Comments
Michael Witt
They're standin tall at 6'10" 😎
NetherFalcon (Formerly Sarth)
Wow, the panthers are pretty solid. How tall are they?
Michael Witt
Thanks!
Sherlock
Wow fantastic … always love the way Jen revels in her role… she is instinctively showing maternal strides when getting him down and its new getting her nerves …she embraces and behaves in most natural way… Mommy Jen is evolving beautifully and Theo needs a lot of parenting and disciplining by Momma Jen …. in a way he showing his secret liking when Alice role plays as his mommy
