You scream at the top of your lungs, hoping Billy will hear you. He doesn't. You jump up and down, hoping he'll see you. He doesn't. You pull at his pyjama pants and even punch his crotch. He doesn't notice you!
You decide to take a big risk. You climb up his leg to where his hand is resting. You start tickling his finger. Nothing happens. You start punching it. Nothing happens. Finally, you kick it as hard as you can.
Suddenly, Billy's hand moves into the air, and descends right on top of you! You try to get out of the way, but it's too late. You're trapped under Billy's pudgy fingers. You're pinned between his soft skin and fuzzy pyjama fabric, unable to move.
Billy's fingers start to wrap themselves around you. They completely cover you, and you struggle to breathe. Billy raises you to his face and his fingers open. Billy's breath flows over you as he stares at you, wide-eyed.
"Are you a toy?..." he asks, completely interested in you.
"No! I'm your brother Daniel!" you shout at him, your voice coming out as a squeak.
"Hee hee! You talk funny!" Billy giggles.
"Billy, you have to help me!"
"You're my toy now!"
"No Billy! I'm not-!"
You're cut off as Billy's fingers wrap around you again, covering your mouth with his skin. You struggle to move, but Billy just giggles and squeezes tighter.
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