The things one does for love
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
chyoaguy
Generally speaking it wasn't appropriate to intrude on someone relieving themself, regardless of whether that person was your spouse or not.
However, Madeline wasn't exactly relieving herself. If anything, her condition had only worsened throughout the day, and as she sat, hunched over, clutching her even-further substantially expanded belly, it was clear that the noxious concoction of shit and gas within her had only continued to compound on itself throughout the day.
If something wasn't done soon, Madeline might need surgery to relieve the pressure in her guts. Now, they had the money for that; but Ron knew his wife well. She was a prideful person. Hell, she was possibly the most prideful person he'd ever met. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to that side of her.
But having to go in for surgery for what she had called just a few nights ago the worst humiliation of her life was something his wife would never consent to.
So, alternative methods had to be found. Like whatever it was that bitch who'd shrunken him had done to his wife. The fact that it apparently was possible to shrink someone down with no apparent repercussions was a topic he'd have to process later on, but right now-
Madeline opened her mouth, a drawn-out pained groan leaving her lips. His wife's face was pale, her teeth clenched, and she was squeezing her bloated belly with both hands as if she was trying to use her hands to push the blockage out, all to no avail.
He hated to say it, but this needed Debbie's touch.
Looking up at the doorknob high above him, he steeled himself for the climb ahead. Good thing rock climbing had always been a passion and hobby of his. At his size, scaling the door wouldn't be too difficult. The wood was somewhat porous and had numerous handholds. Scaling the wooden surface with no harness, ropes, or other safety equipment was frightening, but...
Madeline moaned again, his lovely wife in too much pain to notice the tiny, bug-like presence of her husband.
He couldn't just stand around twiddling his thumbs while Madeline was moaning and groaning like she was about to burst. She needed help now!
And so Ron began the arduous process of scaling the door, hand over hand and foot after foot, as he climbed to the doorknob...
However, Madeline wasn't exactly relieving herself. If anything, her condition had only worsened throughout the day, and as she sat, hunched over, clutching her even-further substantially expanded belly, it was clear that the noxious concoction of shit and gas within her had only continued to compound on itself throughout the day.
If something wasn't done soon, Madeline might need surgery to relieve the pressure in her guts. Now, they had the money for that; but Ron knew his wife well. She was a prideful person. Hell, she was possibly the most prideful person he'd ever met. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to that side of her.
But having to go in for surgery for what she had called just a few nights ago the worst humiliation of her life was something his wife would never consent to.
So, alternative methods had to be found. Like whatever it was that bitch who'd shrunken him had done to his wife. The fact that it apparently was possible to shrink someone down with no apparent repercussions was a topic he'd have to process later on, but right now-
Madeline opened her mouth, a drawn-out pained groan leaving her lips. His wife's face was pale, her teeth clenched, and she was squeezing her bloated belly with both hands as if she was trying to use her hands to push the blockage out, all to no avail.
He hated to say it, but this needed Debbie's touch.
Looking up at the doorknob high above him, he steeled himself for the climb ahead. Good thing rock climbing had always been a passion and hobby of his. At his size, scaling the door wouldn't be too difficult. The wood was somewhat porous and had numerous handholds. Scaling the wooden surface with no harness, ropes, or other safety equipment was frightening, but...
Madeline moaned again, his lovely wife in too much pain to notice the tiny, bug-like presence of her husband.
He couldn't just stand around twiddling his thumbs while Madeline was moaning and groaning like she was about to burst. She needed help now!
And so Ron began the arduous process of scaling the door, hand over hand and foot after foot, as he climbed to the doorknob...
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