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You keep on running until you hear a dreadful sound. The strain of leather and the creak of wood announces movement in a place you really hoped would remain silent. You look behind you and your eyes widen in fear. Hannah was rising up from the couch, towering over the salon table. Her fat cock flopped lazily between her legs, the aftermath of it's last release still dripping from it. Dangling from the strap was the chain, but to your relief the harness on the other end was empty. You didn't see the guy anywhere, but now your mother would have to deal with two potential escapees.
She makes a strange snorting sound and begins to wander towards the kitchen. Her steps are clumsy, but each of them shake the floorboards you're on slightly. You're not sure what miracle was taking place, but for some reason she seems completely oblivious to your presence in the room. She couldn't possible have missed you. A question for later as you resume your run. After only a few heavy steps Hannah seems to stop, standing idly in place. Suddenly you wonder if she's even awake or if this is just her sleepwalking. You'll take whatever can help you stay out of her clutches, but the truth is she's no less dangerous now. Her movements would be unpredictable and if you end up underfoot it'd be game over. You try not to think about getting crushed and continue running.
Suddenly the footsteps resume, getting louder and louder. You look over your shoulder and see the towering woman having doubled back, looming ominously over the low table. You change course and run straight for the nearest wall. Being out in the open is too dangerous with her randomly walking around. You would still be spotted the moment she wakes up, but at least you weren't about to become a stain under her foot.
Hannah keeps making weird snorting grunts, her body seemingly incapable of deciding whether it wants to be asleep or not. Gooey cum dripped all over the floor as her flaccid cock kept leaking. Seeing the chain and empty harness flailing about makes you extra happy to know her other toy got out. If he was still strapped in she would've flung him against her legs several times over now. Not a good way to go. Even better, you saw him at the edge of the salon table, sliding down one of the table legs. Following your example, the man started running for his life, hoping he wouldn't end up underfoot. The sticky slime still clinging to his body slowed his movements a little, but before long he was halfway across the room.
THUMP
"Ow, dammit..." Hannah hissed. Your blood ran cold as you heard the noise. In her sleepwalking your mother had bumped her leg against the table. She wasn't moving fast enough to fall, but the pain did the one thing you'd hoped wouldn't come to pass. Groggily she looks around for a minute before seeing the two tiny men on the ground. For a moment nobody moves. You were close to the door, but she'd need only a few steps to catch up. And just one more to stop you from running permanently. Almost in perfect unison you and her toy man burst into a frantic sprint.
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