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The alarm clock of the gorilla boy's bedroom displayed three o'clock. A familiar possum, too big for the bed he was on, was curled up against the ape kid's naked body. The possum only wore his sweater, and nothing else. His pants had been used to tie the boy's arms to his knees, forcing him in an uncomfortable position. His boxers had been rolled into a ball with the kid's and thrown away.
The possum had stalked the boy to his home. When the family had dined, he had slipped through the boy's open window, and had hid under his bed. As soon as the kid had been fast asleep,he had simply slid out of his hideout, and acted too quickly for the boy to react, or alarm his father or mother.
Through the walls, the molester and his victim could hear the boy's parents argue.
"Kern's having nightmares again..." the mother said.
"Rmm... He's nine. He's a big boy, now," the father replied, with an audible yawn. "Monsters under the bed do not exist anyway..."
"Did you hear that, 'big boy'?" the possum whispered to the kid's ear, with glee. "They won't save you." And he thrusted once more into the boy's ass.
The small, ape, his mouth gagged by a rag, and adhesive for good measure, could simply moan, and sob. "Nnhuhhh... *slap* Gggnnn... *slap* Dddd!... Mmmmm!... *Slap*"