“Jenny?!” came her mother’s voice from downstairs. Jenny’s heart skipped a beat.
“Mum?!”
“Are you ok?!”
“I’m upstairs, call an ambulance or something!” she cried.
“What’s happened?!” her mother called back, hurriedly climbing the stairs. “Are you alright?!”
Her mother was just outside her door now. She remembered her dignity and put a hand over her exposed pussy.
“I think so, it’s...well...help me!”
“Oh my god Jenny what are you doing?!” Her mother screeched as she walked through the door to see her daughter lying on her back with her legs spread wide and a hand on her pussy.
“It’s not what it looks like, I...I was getting dressed and... it’s...my legs... they just cramped up and now I can’t move them! Call a doctor or someone!”
Her mother stared for a moment, “Are you serious?”
“Mum! I’m scared I don’t know why this has happened!” Jenny was almost crying.
“OK...Ok... Does it hurt?”
“No I don’t think so, but I can’t move my legs” Jenny said, without thinking she took her hand away from her pussy to wipe a tear from her cheek. Realising what she’d done she quickly replaced it.
“So you’re stuck like that?” Her mother said, looking down at her.
Jenny sobbed, “Yes, now will you please phone a doctor or someone!”
“OK, I’m sorry it’s just a bit of a strange problem...OK, ok I’ll go and call the hospital. Don’t move...Oh right...”
Jenny sobbed again; she tried to push her legs together and desperately clung at the bottom of her skirt trying to cover her genitals.
She heard her mother’s voice float through the house,
“Hello? Ambulance please... Yes... It’s my daughter...Yes...Yes...Er, well you see she can’t move her legs...I think so...No, no she says it doesn’t...I’m not sure...she wasn’t like this earlier...Right...OK, OK thank you...Goodbye.”
She waited for her mother to re-emerge from behind the door.
“OK, there’s an ambulance on its way. How did this happen?”
“I...I don’t know, I was getting dressed and then suddenly it was like cramp but it got worse and worse and my legs just sort of got forced out like this. But it’s not painful, I’m worried mum...”
“Can you feel this?” Her mother said kneeling down and grabbing one of Jenny’s toes.
“Yes”
“And this?” she pinched Jenny’s calf.
“Yes!”
“And you’re sure this isn’t a scheme to get out of school because it seems pretty farfetched to me!”
“MUM! You’ve got to believe me!” Tears streamed down her face.
“OK...ok, I’m sorry, I’ll go and wait for the ambulance to arrive...are you comfortable?”
“Can you pass me a pillow?”
Her mum grabbed one off the bed and placed it under Jenny’s head before disappearing downstairs again.