Unwilling hands make for poor help
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
Well, when put that way nobody refused. Debbie took the interns in her hand and went back to the room where Madeline was waiting. The shrunken interns just nervously waited in silence as Madeline dropped her pants and underwear, allowing Debbie to 'load' them inside- the housewife groaned once in discomfort, holding her bloated stomach, but didn't stop Debbie from putting the interns inside.
"Oh... I hope that helps. There's a lot of pressure in me right now..."
"Don't you worry, Madeline. Those interns know what they're supposed to do."
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Once inside...
"This is so not what I signed up for!"
What the fuck?! Who does that bitch think she is?!"
And other similar statements echoed around the dark, spongy tunnel of Madeline's bowels. Rick and Will, the two guys in the group, were both furious that the senior nurse was treating them like this, while other two female interns were similarly pissed off.
"What the fuck are we supposed to do? She said she'd kill us if we didn't do what she said!"
"Okay, smart guy- riddle me this, how are we supposed to do that? The lady who's ass we're traveling up apparently has a record-breaking shit stuck in her guts, and I'm sure as hell not touching it! And that's even if I wanted to help in the first place!"
The whole group- Rick, Will, and the other two- were in agreement. Debbie was effectively forcing them to work against their will and holding them hostage, which was breaking all kinds of laws. Forget getting college credit, this was just plain human decency that Debbie seemed to be lacking.
"So we're all in agreement. We have to get out of here, and none of us are doing jack shit for Debbie. But what about Priya?" Asked Jessica, a blonde intern. Her friend, the red-headed Allie nodded.
"She... she might already be dead! We can't just... I mean, we need to let someone know! Debbie can't get away with this!"
Rick, the most level-headed of the group, spoke up.
"You're right, we can't. But you all heard Debbie earlier, she already shrank Irina. And I for one won't leave her in this place! She'd do the same for any of you!"
Nobody had any real reason to speak out against trying to help Irina. She wasn't the nicest person, but she wasn't a mean person either. Nobody in the group of four was keen on traversing the bowels of this constipated woman any longer than they had to, but the least they could do was wind Irina and make sure she was still alive.
It took a while to reach Irina, who was pretty far up in Madeline's guts, but the group of four eventually reached her.
"Jesus, that's the biggest pile of crap I've ever seen..." Will muttered, staring at the enormous mountain of piled up shit that was completely plugging Madeline up. No wonder she hadn't taken a dump in three days. There was no way she was passing bowel movement of that size. What the hell had she been eating recently? It clearly hadn't been kind to her gastrointestinal system.
"What the hell? What are you guys doing here? Oh shit, did Debbie shrink you all to?!" Irina exclaimed at seeing the other interns joining her. She felt a little better to be around her peers, but it didn't change the fact that they were all stuck in some constipated woman's guts.
"Yeah, that fucking bitch did this! And she ate Priya! She said she'd do the same to all of us if we didn't do as she said!"
"What... WHAT?! That... that can't be!" Irina exclaimed in disbelief. Sure, Debbie could be a hard person to get along with, but up until today she'd always thought of her as at least a somewhat decent person, if a bit selfish.
But straight up murdering an intern? That was too far, even for her!
"It's true! We all saw her do it!"
"I don't know what to say..." Irina murmured.
"Well, what do we do now? We can't let her get away with it!"
"Hmm..." Rick frowned, trying to think of something.
"Well... everyone here has their phone, right? Should we, I don't know, call the police? Or 911?"
"Are you nuts? There's no way they'd believe us! And if we did somehow send them pictures, they'd probably just think we were filming a movie or something."
Damn, that was a good point. Irina grimaced- even if they called for help, who would believe them?
"What... what about Priya's family? They have to be notified..." Allie muttered, tearing up a little. She hadn't been friends with Priya, but the Indian girl hadn't deserved to be snuffed out like that.
Everyone looked downcast at that.
"I don't know what we're going to do. But we're all getting out of here alive. And I say screw Debbie! And this bitch! She could've stopped Debbie from doing any of this but she didn't!"
"Yeah! Fuck them both!"
"Let the shit keep piling up! We aren't touching it!"
There minds made up, the group of five began making the trek back to the exit of Madeline's bowels. None of them knew exactly what would happen then, but... it was better than staying inside here. Irina definitely didn't want to be the victim of another fart. She wasn't sure she'd survive another blast.
Her phone buzzed at that moment, and everyone looked at her.
"It's Debbie! She wants to know how much progress we've made! What should I tell her?!" She hissed to her companions.
"I say we break her phone! She's the only one with that bitch's number!"
"No, she'll get suspicious! Just say something short!"
"Yeah, make her think we're going along with her plans for now. We don't want either her or the constipated lady to realize that we're planning a mutiny!"
Mutiny. That was a hell of a word. But not inaccurate for this situation, Irina pondered. She was going against her boss's wishes, and if she had her way by the end of the day Debbie would be either dead, shrunken and helpless, or in prison.
As for Madeline? Eh, Irina didn't care one way or another. She wasn't the one who had shrunken Irina, but she'd also done nothing to help her.
Plus, Irina would be lying if she said she didn't want revenge on Madeline for all the suffering, intentional or not, that she'd gone through in here.
Let the crap keep building up. Maybe Madeline would crawl to her, begging for relief, after a week or two of being unable to relieve the pressure in her gut.
"Okay, who has an idea of what to do? Should we all just try and slip out into this woman's panties and hide from Debbie? Or should we try and slide down the legs of her pants?"
"No, we can't just leave like that! If Debbie sees us she'll just jam us all back here! Or worse!" Jessica stated, sounding more than a little panicked.
Everyone frowned at that- Jessica was right. If Debbie caught them trying to make an escape who knew what she'd do.
"Wait... won't this bitch feel it if we all try and leave?"
Shit, that wasn't something Irina had considered. It was true- considering how sensitive Madeline was right now she could probably feel them moving.
"Well... maybe if we all moved really slowly, she won't feel us." Irina rolled her eyes, Will's suggestion was as stupid as it was unhelpful. The only saving grace they all had was that Debbie couldn't do jack to any of them. As long as they were in Madeline's guts they were safe from repercussions... but not from Madeline's bodily functions. At least she wasn't going to be shitting on her own (or ever, while Irina and the group were inside her.) Irina was determined to make sure that Madeline didn't so much as pass even the smallest amount of gas while they were inside.
"Wait... I have an idea. Madeline farted earlier- and believe me, it was more horrible than you could ever imagine! I almost died from it, no joke! So... if leaving this lady's bowels isn't an option right now... I say we make things as safe for ourselves as possible while we figure out what to do."
Irina started moving back to the mega-blockage that was clogging Madeline up.
"Hold up, why are you going back?!"
"Because we can't leave just yet! I want to- I've been here longer than you all have, believe me I really want to leave- but either Madeline or Debbie will feel us if we try to leave! So...
Cries of disgust rang out from the new four as Irina clambered up the colossal shit mountain that was completely filling the tunnel. Sure enough, Irina found that it was hard and try, feeling more like stone or brick than feces.
"This giant bitch won't shit at all, we're safe from getting caught up in her crap... but a fart from her might kill all of us. There's just enough space in her intestines for the gas to come through, so... I say we block her up completely! It won't do anything about the smell, but at least we'll be safe from her farts killing us."
To show them what she meant, Irina started taking the loose bits that were not part of the huge shit mountain, mixing them with the gunk on the walls, and the sweat and bodily fluid coating the inside of the gastrointestinal tract, and sticking them to the mountain.
The other four weren't happy, but they understood the point she was making. It took some convincing Jessica and Allie, but eventually all five interns were working on expanding the mountain of crap.
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An hour and a half later
<<Irina? What the hell is going on in there? Why haven't you been texting me?>>
<<Sorry, Debbie. Been too busy making progress with the other interns. Things are going better for us than I thought they would!>>
Heh, what Debbie didn't know was that the 'progress' was only helpful to the interns- in the last hour and a half, they'd taken every loose bit of shit and slime and significantly expanded the mountain of crap. Not only was it much larger now, it was even more dense and solid as well as being completely airtight! Irina and the gang had felt a few gassy rumbles from behind the huge wall of shit, but none of them had come close to even making a dent in their efforts. Not even the tiniest bit of gas could pass through now!
"Phew... I think... we've done all that we can. What now?" Irina asked the rest of the interns.
"Oh... I hope that helps. There's a lot of pressure in me right now..."
"Don't you worry, Madeline. Those interns know what they're supposed to do."
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Once inside...
"This is so not what I signed up for!"
What the fuck?! Who does that bitch think she is?!"
And other similar statements echoed around the dark, spongy tunnel of Madeline's bowels. Rick and Will, the two guys in the group, were both furious that the senior nurse was treating them like this, while other two female interns were similarly pissed off.
"What the fuck are we supposed to do? She said she'd kill us if we didn't do what she said!"
"Okay, smart guy- riddle me this, how are we supposed to do that? The lady who's ass we're traveling up apparently has a record-breaking shit stuck in her guts, and I'm sure as hell not touching it! And that's even if I wanted to help in the first place!"
The whole group- Rick, Will, and the other two- were in agreement. Debbie was effectively forcing them to work against their will and holding them hostage, which was breaking all kinds of laws. Forget getting college credit, this was just plain human decency that Debbie seemed to be lacking.
"So we're all in agreement. We have to get out of here, and none of us are doing jack shit for Debbie. But what about Priya?" Asked Jessica, a blonde intern. Her friend, the red-headed Allie nodded.
"She... she might already be dead! We can't just... I mean, we need to let someone know! Debbie can't get away with this!"
Rick, the most level-headed of the group, spoke up.
"You're right, we can't. But you all heard Debbie earlier, she already shrank Irina. And I for one won't leave her in this place! She'd do the same for any of you!"
Nobody had any real reason to speak out against trying to help Irina. She wasn't the nicest person, but she wasn't a mean person either. Nobody in the group of four was keen on traversing the bowels of this constipated woman any longer than they had to, but the least they could do was wind Irina and make sure she was still alive.
It took a while to reach Irina, who was pretty far up in Madeline's guts, but the group of four eventually reached her.
"Jesus, that's the biggest pile of crap I've ever seen..." Will muttered, staring at the enormous mountain of piled up shit that was completely plugging Madeline up. No wonder she hadn't taken a dump in three days. There was no way she was passing bowel movement of that size. What the hell had she been eating recently? It clearly hadn't been kind to her gastrointestinal system.
"What the hell? What are you guys doing here? Oh shit, did Debbie shrink you all to?!" Irina exclaimed at seeing the other interns joining her. She felt a little better to be around her peers, but it didn't change the fact that they were all stuck in some constipated woman's guts.
"Yeah, that fucking bitch did this! And she ate Priya! She said she'd do the same to all of us if we didn't do as she said!"
"What... WHAT?! That... that can't be!" Irina exclaimed in disbelief. Sure, Debbie could be a hard person to get along with, but up until today she'd always thought of her as at least a somewhat decent person, if a bit selfish.
But straight up murdering an intern? That was too far, even for her!
"It's true! We all saw her do it!"
"I don't know what to say..." Irina murmured.
"Well, what do we do now? We can't let her get away with it!"
"Hmm..." Rick frowned, trying to think of something.
"Well... everyone here has their phone, right? Should we, I don't know, call the police? Or 911?"
"Are you nuts? There's no way they'd believe us! And if we did somehow send them pictures, they'd probably just think we were filming a movie or something."
Damn, that was a good point. Irina grimaced- even if they called for help, who would believe them?
"What... what about Priya's family? They have to be notified..." Allie muttered, tearing up a little. She hadn't been friends with Priya, but the Indian girl hadn't deserved to be snuffed out like that.
Everyone looked downcast at that.
"I don't know what we're going to do. But we're all getting out of here alive. And I say screw Debbie! And this bitch! She could've stopped Debbie from doing any of this but she didn't!"
"Yeah! Fuck them both!"
"Let the shit keep piling up! We aren't touching it!"
There minds made up, the group of five began making the trek back to the exit of Madeline's bowels. None of them knew exactly what would happen then, but... it was better than staying inside here. Irina definitely didn't want to be the victim of another fart. She wasn't sure she'd survive another blast.
Her phone buzzed at that moment, and everyone looked at her.
"It's Debbie! She wants to know how much progress we've made! What should I tell her?!" She hissed to her companions.
"I say we break her phone! She's the only one with that bitch's number!"
"No, she'll get suspicious! Just say something short!"
"Yeah, make her think we're going along with her plans for now. We don't want either her or the constipated lady to realize that we're planning a mutiny!"
Mutiny. That was a hell of a word. But not inaccurate for this situation, Irina pondered. She was going against her boss's wishes, and if she had her way by the end of the day Debbie would be either dead, shrunken and helpless, or in prison.
As for Madeline? Eh, Irina didn't care one way or another. She wasn't the one who had shrunken Irina, but she'd also done nothing to help her.
Plus, Irina would be lying if she said she didn't want revenge on Madeline for all the suffering, intentional or not, that she'd gone through in here.
Let the crap keep building up. Maybe Madeline would crawl to her, begging for relief, after a week or two of being unable to relieve the pressure in her gut.
"Okay, who has an idea of what to do? Should we all just try and slip out into this woman's panties and hide from Debbie? Or should we try and slide down the legs of her pants?"
"No, we can't just leave like that! If Debbie sees us she'll just jam us all back here! Or worse!" Jessica stated, sounding more than a little panicked.
Everyone frowned at that- Jessica was right. If Debbie caught them trying to make an escape who knew what she'd do.
"Wait... won't this bitch feel it if we all try and leave?"
Shit, that wasn't something Irina had considered. It was true- considering how sensitive Madeline was right now she could probably feel them moving.
"Well... maybe if we all moved really slowly, she won't feel us." Irina rolled her eyes, Will's suggestion was as stupid as it was unhelpful. The only saving grace they all had was that Debbie couldn't do jack to any of them. As long as they were in Madeline's guts they were safe from repercussions... but not from Madeline's bodily functions. At least she wasn't going to be shitting on her own (or ever, while Irina and the group were inside her.) Irina was determined to make sure that Madeline didn't so much as pass even the smallest amount of gas while they were inside.
"Wait... I have an idea. Madeline farted earlier- and believe me, it was more horrible than you could ever imagine! I almost died from it, no joke! So... if leaving this lady's bowels isn't an option right now... I say we make things as safe for ourselves as possible while we figure out what to do."
Irina started moving back to the mega-blockage that was clogging Madeline up.
"Hold up, why are you going back?!"
"Because we can't leave just yet! I want to- I've been here longer than you all have, believe me I really want to leave- but either Madeline or Debbie will feel us if we try to leave! So...
Cries of disgust rang out from the new four as Irina clambered up the colossal shit mountain that was completely filling the tunnel. Sure enough, Irina found that it was hard and try, feeling more like stone or brick than feces.
"This giant bitch won't shit at all, we're safe from getting caught up in her crap... but a fart from her might kill all of us. There's just enough space in her intestines for the gas to come through, so... I say we block her up completely! It won't do anything about the smell, but at least we'll be safe from her farts killing us."
To show them what she meant, Irina started taking the loose bits that were not part of the huge shit mountain, mixing them with the gunk on the walls, and the sweat and bodily fluid coating the inside of the gastrointestinal tract, and sticking them to the mountain.
The other four weren't happy, but they understood the point she was making. It took some convincing Jessica and Allie, but eventually all five interns were working on expanding the mountain of crap.
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An hour and a half later
<<Irina? What the hell is going on in there? Why haven't you been texting me?>>
<<Sorry, Debbie. Been too busy making progress with the other interns. Things are going better for us than I thought they would!>>
Heh, what Debbie didn't know was that the 'progress' was only helpful to the interns- in the last hour and a half, they'd taken every loose bit of shit and slime and significantly expanded the mountain of crap. Not only was it much larger now, it was even more dense and solid as well as being completely airtight! Irina and the gang had felt a few gassy rumbles from behind the huge wall of shit, but none of them had come close to even making a dent in their efforts. Not even the tiniest bit of gas could pass through now!
"Phew... I think... we've done all that we can. What now?" Irina asked the rest of the interns.
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