Large Coffee for Madeline
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 24
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Coffee. That was the obvious answer. Not a morning would go by where Madeline didn't leave her house for work with her keys and purse in one hand and her large thermos of hot bean water in the other. The constant flow of caffeine pumping through her veins was the only way she could maintain her work life balance. The neighbors figured, correctly, that Madeline hadn't grown out of her daily habits.
While the group led by Jack Anderson pulled the pool onto the street just like before when they were fetching food people ran back to their houses. Immediately water was drawn, grounds were poured, and pots began boil. Kitchens filled with the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The home owners had no time to appreciate it as they were on the clock.
Rather than waste time having each household walk back and forth and empty their coffee pots the group assigned bucket carriers to stop at each home and collect as much as they could before emptying and repeating the process. This was a grueling task that had been designated to some of the strongest of the group. Many received horrible burns on their arms from carrying full buckets of extremely hot coffee. Still they pressed on because they had no choice.
As this was all taking place in the background their neighbors still washing and rubbing Madeline's feet couldn't help but feel contempt for their fellow residents. What had these people done to have been given such an easy task? And what was all this talk of a reward for the makeshift baristas? The foot workers doubted they'd see any bit of that. They had been toiling at the giant bitch's feet for what felt like hours under grueling conditions and hadn't even been given a bit of water. Silent frustration and unseen fractures had begun to form amongst the people. And it was only just the start.
Though their task seemed easy there was an undue stress tied to their work. They had all seen various videos of Karens going on rampages directed at coffee shop employees when their order wasn't correct. It would shock no one if Madeline had had a couple of her own freak outs when she was normal sized. Now at her new colossal size Madeline could do some real damage should their coffee disappoint her. They couldn't risk that happening and left nothing up to chance.
As Mr. Anderson's pool began to fill with the boiling black liquid Madeline watched high above with eager anticipation. A visible fog hung in the air from the coffee's steam. Worried about it being too bland a few of the coffee aficionados amongst the group threw in some things like cinnamon sticks, whole cherries, and bits of chocolate. Alicia Wright, a barista herself, even brought several cans of pumpkin pie filling and added them to the giant pool of coffee.
Several neighbors began to stir the giant caffeine drink while others stood by ready with bags of sugar, cartons of cream, and gallons of milk should Madeline request them. They had done their best and hoped it would be enough to satisfy the towering giantess. They could only imagine what their own supersized Karen would do if they messed up.
While the group led by Jack Anderson pulled the pool onto the street just like before when they were fetching food people ran back to their houses. Immediately water was drawn, grounds were poured, and pots began boil. Kitchens filled with the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The home owners had no time to appreciate it as they were on the clock.
Rather than waste time having each household walk back and forth and empty their coffee pots the group assigned bucket carriers to stop at each home and collect as much as they could before emptying and repeating the process. This was a grueling task that had been designated to some of the strongest of the group. Many received horrible burns on their arms from carrying full buckets of extremely hot coffee. Still they pressed on because they had no choice.
As this was all taking place in the background their neighbors still washing and rubbing Madeline's feet couldn't help but feel contempt for their fellow residents. What had these people done to have been given such an easy task? And what was all this talk of a reward for the makeshift baristas? The foot workers doubted they'd see any bit of that. They had been toiling at the giant bitch's feet for what felt like hours under grueling conditions and hadn't even been given a bit of water. Silent frustration and unseen fractures had begun to form amongst the people. And it was only just the start.
Though their task seemed easy there was an undue stress tied to their work. They had all seen various videos of Karens going on rampages directed at coffee shop employees when their order wasn't correct. It would shock no one if Madeline had had a couple of her own freak outs when she was normal sized. Now at her new colossal size Madeline could do some real damage should their coffee disappoint her. They couldn't risk that happening and left nothing up to chance.
As Mr. Anderson's pool began to fill with the boiling black liquid Madeline watched high above with eager anticipation. A visible fog hung in the air from the coffee's steam. Worried about it being too bland a few of the coffee aficionados amongst the group threw in some things like cinnamon sticks, whole cherries, and bits of chocolate. Alicia Wright, a barista herself, even brought several cans of pumpkin pie filling and added them to the giant pool of coffee.
Several neighbors began to stir the giant caffeine drink while others stood by ready with bags of sugar, cartons of cream, and gallons of milk should Madeline request them. They had done their best and hoped it would be enough to satisfy the towering giantess. They could only imagine what their own supersized Karen would do if they messed up.
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