I scream, you scream, we all scream for-
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
chyoaguy
The familiar sound of music; a catchy nonstop jingle approaching from the far side of the street caught everyone's attention, even Madeline's.
One by one, all sets of eyes turned towards the ice cream truck merrily chugging it's way down the street, seemingly without a care in the world. Of course, the driver's eyes were widened in disbelief, the truck moving forwards thanks to him having forgotten to ease up the gas pedal, resulting in the truck coming forwards at a slow, steady crawl.
That jingle was a beloved sound to everyone under the age of fifteen in the neighborhood, and even to a good portion of the residents older than fifteen.
But not do Madeline. Oh, how she HATED that stupid, obnoxious jingle. It drove her crazy, and worse; it caused every damn kid in the neighborhood to come flocking from their homes out into the streets!
Ice Cream was a food for spoiled children who didn't have proper parents to raise them properly. Letting children run amok like hooligans in the street like that...
Oh, how she'd longed to get their neighborhood taken off the no-go-zone every since arriving! But the damn Homeowners Association had never once taken her helpful criticism seriously!
But that was going to change now.
Screams and cries rang out around her as the giant woman lifted her titanic ass from where she'd had it planted on the road, kneeling forward as she reached for the ice cream truck. Passersby screamed and scrambled out of the way as her gigantic, bloated belly surged forwards as she bent over, the massive mountain of turgid flesh threatening to crush them as Madeline's swollen bulk barreled forward like an oncoming avalanche. The driver of the ice cream truck himself only barely had time to unbuckle his seatbelt and dive out of the vehicle before Madeline lifted the entire truck up off the ground, much to the horror of everyone viewing.
She'd never done particularly well with dairy. The bloating and gas it gave her was just horrid, and with the severe blockage she was already putting up with, she was half willing to bet that she'd just outright explode like a giant gas blimp...
Or it could be the very thing she needed to finally power through this ungodly build-up of pressure in her bowels.
Madeline ripped the top of the ice cream truck off with all the effort of someone peeling a candy bar's wrapper back.
Then, firmly aware that the eyes of every horrified child and teen in the neighborhood was firmly fixed on her, she smirked down at all of them before tilting the truck upside down and pouring every gallon, every pint, every last drop and crumb of ice cream, waffle cone, and topping into her mouth.
"Hmm... not bad... A little too sweet for me, but not bad... UuuuRP... Oh my, excuse me!" Madeline smiled, nothing but fake sweetness on her face as if she hadn't casually devoured every frozen dairy treat the neighborhood kids had been looking forward to.
As if giving a premonition of what was to come, her colossal belly rumbled softly, echoing that same ominous whalesong from earlier as she wiped her lips.
"Phew... That was quite a bit of food! Perhaps all of you kids need a better lesson. What kind of adult would I be, stuffing myself silly with desert before dinner for all of you to see?" Madeline stated, still acting like all of the kids were hers to educate. "Oh, right! How about this!" And like that, the sweet smile faded into a malicious smirk as she lifted the ice cream truck once more...
Metal squealed and groaned as the truck buckled in her hands as Madeline squeezed, grunting as she attempted to crush the vehicle with her bare hands, all the while her belly continued to rumbled and groan against an entire, literal truckload of dairy that didn't agree with her blocked-up gut!
With one final metallic screech that heralded the death of hope for so many of the kids and teens, the truck finally crumpled like tinfoil in her hands while Madeline beamed proudly at her destructive handiwork!
One by one, all sets of eyes turned towards the ice cream truck merrily chugging it's way down the street, seemingly without a care in the world. Of course, the driver's eyes were widened in disbelief, the truck moving forwards thanks to him having forgotten to ease up the gas pedal, resulting in the truck coming forwards at a slow, steady crawl.
That jingle was a beloved sound to everyone under the age of fifteen in the neighborhood, and even to a good portion of the residents older than fifteen.
But not do Madeline. Oh, how she HATED that stupid, obnoxious jingle. It drove her crazy, and worse; it caused every damn kid in the neighborhood to come flocking from their homes out into the streets!
Ice Cream was a food for spoiled children who didn't have proper parents to raise them properly. Letting children run amok like hooligans in the street like that...
Oh, how she'd longed to get their neighborhood taken off the no-go-zone every since arriving! But the damn Homeowners Association had never once taken her helpful criticism seriously!
But that was going to change now.
Screams and cries rang out around her as the giant woman lifted her titanic ass from where she'd had it planted on the road, kneeling forward as she reached for the ice cream truck. Passersby screamed and scrambled out of the way as her gigantic, bloated belly surged forwards as she bent over, the massive mountain of turgid flesh threatening to crush them as Madeline's swollen bulk barreled forward like an oncoming avalanche. The driver of the ice cream truck himself only barely had time to unbuckle his seatbelt and dive out of the vehicle before Madeline lifted the entire truck up off the ground, much to the horror of everyone viewing.
She'd never done particularly well with dairy. The bloating and gas it gave her was just horrid, and with the severe blockage she was already putting up with, she was half willing to bet that she'd just outright explode like a giant gas blimp...
Or it could be the very thing she needed to finally power through this ungodly build-up of pressure in her bowels.
Madeline ripped the top of the ice cream truck off with all the effort of someone peeling a candy bar's wrapper back.
Then, firmly aware that the eyes of every horrified child and teen in the neighborhood was firmly fixed on her, she smirked down at all of them before tilting the truck upside down and pouring every gallon, every pint, every last drop and crumb of ice cream, waffle cone, and topping into her mouth.
"Hmm... not bad... A little too sweet for me, but not bad... UuuuRP... Oh my, excuse me!" Madeline smiled, nothing but fake sweetness on her face as if she hadn't casually devoured every frozen dairy treat the neighborhood kids had been looking forward to.
As if giving a premonition of what was to come, her colossal belly rumbled softly, echoing that same ominous whalesong from earlier as she wiped her lips.
"Phew... That was quite a bit of food! Perhaps all of you kids need a better lesson. What kind of adult would I be, stuffing myself silly with desert before dinner for all of you to see?" Madeline stated, still acting like all of the kids were hers to educate. "Oh, right! How about this!" And like that, the sweet smile faded into a malicious smirk as she lifted the ice cream truck once more...
Metal squealed and groaned as the truck buckled in her hands as Madeline squeezed, grunting as she attempted to crush the vehicle with her bare hands, all the while her belly continued to rumbled and groan against an entire, literal truckload of dairy that didn't agree with her blocked-up gut!
With one final metallic screech that heralded the death of hope for so many of the kids and teens, the truck finally crumpled like tinfoil in her hands while Madeline beamed proudly at her destructive handiwork!
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