A Visit From the Cops
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 28
by
copier
· original author:
allyboy1351997
The sound of the door opening drives you to duck behind the couch, nestling yourself between it and a pile of discarded beer cans and takeout containers. You peek out from your refuge to see the door swing open, revealing a pair of police officers, a man and a woman.
Both figures crinkle their noses in disgust at not only the sight, but the smell of the filthy apartment that you have called your home for the last month.
“Why are they here? Is my mistre- Daphne in trouble?” Your thoughts as of late have become confused, you know you should hate Daphne after what she’s been doing to you for the last month but you have been feeling a growing dependency on her that disgusts you. You catch yourself absentmindedly rubbing the collar around your neck, and put your hand back to your side, disgusted with yourself.
“Man this place is a pigstye,” the female officer mutters under her breath as she takes in the sight of the landfill of an apartment they had just entered. As you look at her you note that she is fairly attractive, her uniform straining slightly against her prominent curves. However you only have eyes for Daphne at this point, the horrifying abuse she had subjected you to using her body had broken you down to the point where you now only have eyes for her. Your observation of her is interrupted as she continues. “God I hope the neighbour was mistaken, couldn’t imagine a kid living here.”
You contemplate running out to alert them of your presence, Daphne is nowhere to be seen and you know they could help you, but as you try to move your legs disobey you and you remain rooted in place. You try to call out to them, and no sound escapes your throat.
Your few escape attempts in the last month had been met with horrifying punishment from Daphne, and you get the feeling that your body’s refusal to announce yourself to the officers is akin to a survival instinct, like your body refusing to let you drown yourself or something like that.
Before you can contemplate your body’s betrayal further, or make any more escape attempts, you hear the sound of a toilet flushing before Daphne waddles out of the bathroom, fully naked. You have come to learn that Daphne only wears clothes when absolutely has to, and sometimes not even then, constantly having her whole disgusting body on full display.
As she emerges from the bathroom, the presence of the officers startles her slightly, causing her flabby body to jiggle and wobble, but the sight of this gigantic naked woman also startles the officers.
“What do you think you’re doing in my home?” Daphne looks angry at the intrusion, but also you see a hint of worry that they might discover you.
“Uh... we got a report from a neighbour that they thought you were keeping a child here and that they were concerned for that child’s safety,” the male officer replies, averting his gaze from Daphne’s bloated, flabby body.
“A child? Nope, I don’t have kids and I definitely wouldn’t have one here,” Daphne smirks, finding it really funny that you had gotten so small that you can be mistaken for a young child.
“With all due respect ma’am, we need to search the place to verify that,” the female officer speaks up, noting her partner’s discomfort with Daphne of full display.
“Oh! Uhh... um...” Daphne is panicking, she knows that if they look through her apartment now, they will find you along with all of the very illegal stuff she’s been doing to you. Floundering for an idea, she blurts out. “Do you have a warrant?”
At Daphne’s mention of a warrant, both officer’s expressions harden. Daphne realises that she’s onto something and simply acts as innocent as possible.
“I’ve got nothing to hide, but I’d be much more comfortable if you two came back with a warrant to search my apartment. I just want to make sure everything is done right.”
Both officers grumble at Daphne, it is obvious she is hiding something but in the end she is right, they can’t legally search the apartment without a warrant.
“Fine, but we’ll be back with that warrant and we’ll find whatever you’re hiding here,” the female officer in particular seems especially irritated by Daphne’s noncompliance.
“Do hurry back officers, I can’t stand the thought of people suspecting me of something I’m not doing,” You noted that Daphne is a surprisingly good actor when she wants to be, although it definitely shouldn’t come as a surprise when she managed to convince your mom that you actually enjoy the abuse she subjects you to.
You still couldn’t believe your moms negligence of you since you and Daphne “got together”. She hadn’t even called once to see how you were, clearly too caught up in her success. It felt like a massive betrayal and it only lead to you becoming more susceptible to Daphne’s conditioning.
“Slave, come out, I know your hiding here somewhere,” Daphne’s command shakes you out of your thoughts and you realise your legs are already moving without you telling them to. You clamber over the pile of garbage you were perched behind and notice that while you were distracted, the police officers have left. You sigh, realising you probably just missed the best chance to get away from Daphne that you would ever get.
As you approach your elephantine tormentor, she simply looks at you, hands on her hips and a smug grin on her face.
“Good job, lover. I always knew you were devoted to me, and you just proved it there. I really have molded you into the perfect little bitch haven’t I?”
It takes you a second to realise that she expects an answer.
“Y-yes mistress... you’ve d-done a great job. I live only to serve you,” you stammer out, knowing that any other reply would probably result in Daphne doing something horrible to you. At the same time, however, the words came out without you really thinking about it. The mere act of Daphne telling you to do something is rapidly becoming all it takes for you to do it.
“Good, although your opinion doesn’t really matter that much. Good to know you won’t rat me out very easily though,” Daphne muses, before grinning and continuing. “Although it might be a good idea to get you out of here or hide you when those cops come back. You could be my perfect little bitch, or you could be faking so you can stab me in the back once the cops come back.”
“No! I-I would never betray you like that!” You once again speak without actually thinking about it. You are desperate for validation of any kind, even if it did come from the monster that had been tormenting you ever since you started shrinking.
“Hmmm, tell ya what shitstain, I’ll think it over,” Daphne crashes down onto the couch. “In the meantime grab that bucket of chicken over there, you can feed it to me while I think.”
She points to the bucket that you woke up in, still half filled with chicken.
You grab onto it, and drag it across the floor to the couch. It’s just a little bit smaller than you are, so it’s a difficult object to drag, especially with how malnourished you are after Daphne only ever feeding you scraps.
Daphne pulls both you and the bucket of chicken up onto her shelf of a gut, which at your current size you could sit on with very little risk of falling off. Daphne’s immensity had not only seemed to get bigger as you got smaller, but she really was packing on the pounds as time went on as well. She has been constantly gorging herself, attempting to prepare for the inevitable feast when she finally eats you. She has told you many times over the course of this month how wet the idea of you getting buried by a pile of food in her gut makes her.
The thought of Daphne eating you still horrifies you to this day, but you have recently found yourself accepting that it will happen. It would at least mean an end to the torture, and a smaller part of you longs to give your mistress that one last act of servitude, a small part that worryingly grows every day.
After feeding Daphne the remaining chicken, she turns to you, her expression making it clear that she has come to a decision on what to do with you when the police arrive.
1) She is going to hide you up her ass, and will attempt to use your whole body as a butt plug when she does it.
2) She is taking you to Cheri’s place, who has been home for a few days but made no effort to come see you. How will you handle being separated from Daphne?
3) She is going to show you to the cops and expects you to tell them that you are her boyfriend and that she is not mistreating you. Has she truly broke you, or will you manage to tell the cops the truth?
Both figures crinkle their noses in disgust at not only the sight, but the smell of the filthy apartment that you have called your home for the last month.
“Why are they here? Is my mistre- Daphne in trouble?” Your thoughts as of late have become confused, you know you should hate Daphne after what she’s been doing to you for the last month but you have been feeling a growing dependency on her that disgusts you. You catch yourself absentmindedly rubbing the collar around your neck, and put your hand back to your side, disgusted with yourself.
“Man this place is a pigstye,” the female officer mutters under her breath as she takes in the sight of the landfill of an apartment they had just entered. As you look at her you note that she is fairly attractive, her uniform straining slightly against her prominent curves. However you only have eyes for Daphne at this point, the horrifying abuse she had subjected you to using her body had broken you down to the point where you now only have eyes for her. Your observation of her is interrupted as she continues. “God I hope the neighbour was mistaken, couldn’t imagine a kid living here.”
You contemplate running out to alert them of your presence, Daphne is nowhere to be seen and you know they could help you, but as you try to move your legs disobey you and you remain rooted in place. You try to call out to them, and no sound escapes your throat.
Your few escape attempts in the last month had been met with horrifying punishment from Daphne, and you get the feeling that your body’s refusal to announce yourself to the officers is akin to a survival instinct, like your body refusing to let you drown yourself or something like that.
Before you can contemplate your body’s betrayal further, or make any more escape attempts, you hear the sound of a toilet flushing before Daphne waddles out of the bathroom, fully naked. You have come to learn that Daphne only wears clothes when absolutely has to, and sometimes not even then, constantly having her whole disgusting body on full display.
As she emerges from the bathroom, the presence of the officers startles her slightly, causing her flabby body to jiggle and wobble, but the sight of this gigantic naked woman also startles the officers.
“What do you think you’re doing in my home?” Daphne looks angry at the intrusion, but also you see a hint of worry that they might discover you.
“Uh... we got a report from a neighbour that they thought you were keeping a child here and that they were concerned for that child’s safety,” the male officer replies, averting his gaze from Daphne’s bloated, flabby body.
“A child? Nope, I don’t have kids and I definitely wouldn’t have one here,” Daphne smirks, finding it really funny that you had gotten so small that you can be mistaken for a young child.
“With all due respect ma’am, we need to search the place to verify that,” the female officer speaks up, noting her partner’s discomfort with Daphne of full display.
“Oh! Uhh... um...” Daphne is panicking, she knows that if they look through her apartment now, they will find you along with all of the very illegal stuff she’s been doing to you. Floundering for an idea, she blurts out. “Do you have a warrant?”
At Daphne’s mention of a warrant, both officer’s expressions harden. Daphne realises that she’s onto something and simply acts as innocent as possible.
“I’ve got nothing to hide, but I’d be much more comfortable if you two came back with a warrant to search my apartment. I just want to make sure everything is done right.”
Both officers grumble at Daphne, it is obvious she is hiding something but in the end she is right, they can’t legally search the apartment without a warrant.
“Fine, but we’ll be back with that warrant and we’ll find whatever you’re hiding here,” the female officer in particular seems especially irritated by Daphne’s noncompliance.
“Do hurry back officers, I can’t stand the thought of people suspecting me of something I’m not doing,” You noted that Daphne is a surprisingly good actor when she wants to be, although it definitely shouldn’t come as a surprise when she managed to convince your mom that you actually enjoy the abuse she subjects you to.
You still couldn’t believe your moms negligence of you since you and Daphne “got together”. She hadn’t even called once to see how you were, clearly too caught up in her success. It felt like a massive betrayal and it only lead to you becoming more susceptible to Daphne’s conditioning.
“Slave, come out, I know your hiding here somewhere,” Daphne’s command shakes you out of your thoughts and you realise your legs are already moving without you telling them to. You clamber over the pile of garbage you were perched behind and notice that while you were distracted, the police officers have left. You sigh, realising you probably just missed the best chance to get away from Daphne that you would ever get.
As you approach your elephantine tormentor, she simply looks at you, hands on her hips and a smug grin on her face.
“Good job, lover. I always knew you were devoted to me, and you just proved it there. I really have molded you into the perfect little bitch haven’t I?”
It takes you a second to realise that she expects an answer.
“Y-yes mistress... you’ve d-done a great job. I live only to serve you,” you stammer out, knowing that any other reply would probably result in Daphne doing something horrible to you. At the same time, however, the words came out without you really thinking about it. The mere act of Daphne telling you to do something is rapidly becoming all it takes for you to do it.
“Good, although your opinion doesn’t really matter that much. Good to know you won’t rat me out very easily though,” Daphne muses, before grinning and continuing. “Although it might be a good idea to get you out of here or hide you when those cops come back. You could be my perfect little bitch, or you could be faking so you can stab me in the back once the cops come back.”
“No! I-I would never betray you like that!” You once again speak without actually thinking about it. You are desperate for validation of any kind, even if it did come from the monster that had been tormenting you ever since you started shrinking.
“Hmmm, tell ya what shitstain, I’ll think it over,” Daphne crashes down onto the couch. “In the meantime grab that bucket of chicken over there, you can feed it to me while I think.”
She points to the bucket that you woke up in, still half filled with chicken.
You grab onto it, and drag it across the floor to the couch. It’s just a little bit smaller than you are, so it’s a difficult object to drag, especially with how malnourished you are after Daphne only ever feeding you scraps.
Daphne pulls both you and the bucket of chicken up onto her shelf of a gut, which at your current size you could sit on with very little risk of falling off. Daphne’s immensity had not only seemed to get bigger as you got smaller, but she really was packing on the pounds as time went on as well. She has been constantly gorging herself, attempting to prepare for the inevitable feast when she finally eats you. She has told you many times over the course of this month how wet the idea of you getting buried by a pile of food in her gut makes her.
The thought of Daphne eating you still horrifies you to this day, but you have recently found yourself accepting that it will happen. It would at least mean an end to the torture, and a smaller part of you longs to give your mistress that one last act of servitude, a small part that worryingly grows every day.
After feeding Daphne the remaining chicken, she turns to you, her expression making it clear that she has come to a decision on what to do with you when the police arrive.
1) She is going to hide you up her ass, and will attempt to use your whole body as a butt plug when she does it.
2) She is taking you to Cheri’s place, who has been home for a few days but made no effort to come see you. How will you handle being separated from Daphne?
3) She is going to show you to the cops and expects you to tell them that you are her boyfriend and that she is not mistreating you. Has she truly broke you, or will you manage to tell the cops the truth?
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