Stool Softeners
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
The crew of six construction workers along with Irina, and the man in the fancy business clothes stared up at the tall task before them. Irina had led them to the source of the blockage and the petite nurse couldn't really do much labor, not that any of the men would ask her too. The business man however seemed fit enough so he was put to work by the construction foreman. No one on the crew trusted him with their power tools so he was given a shovel and a wheel barrel and told to scoop up the bits of shit that broke off from main blockage. He whined and objected vehemently but had little choice in the matter and everyone soon got to work.
The men went to work with whatever tools they had to break down the massive bowel movement. Madeline hadn't crapped in several days and in that time the log had dried and hardened making breaking it down a much harder endeavor for the men. It wasn't long before they encountered several issues.
One man fired up his circular saw to try cut bits. What he didn't count on was the backsplash as his saw blade cut into a large portion of poop. It wasn't saw dust that filled the air and needless to say the man wished he had worn safety goggles. After only a few tries the blade of his saw was completely dull and he abandoned the tool. The largest and most fit man on the crew decided to use brawn instead of brains and stuck a pry bar into the side to try and dislodge a large chunk. He was able break apart several small bits but it was merely a dropped in the bucket and each one he knocked loose took a heavy physical toll. Then he stuck his pry in once again only to have it hit something hard. The man maneuvered his tool and worked for several minutes trying to remove the object. He began to sweat heavily and get flustered. Finally after exhorting all his energy the man heard a loud crack as his pry bar snapped as he fell on his back. He sat on the slimly floor and stared up above at the thing that had broken him and his tool. He had never felt more small and weak. All his size and strength meant nothing because he had just been put in his place by nothing more than peanut nearly twice his size embedded in this woman's shit.
The foreman looked on at his dejected crew. Things were not going well. Each minimal gain cost tremendous effort and resources. He could see the energy being drained from his men. Energy they would desperately need if they were going to force their way out once the job was done. And it was only going to get worse the longer they in there as the heat and smell grew more intense. He decide that even though they had been forced into this labor against their will their best chance of getting out was to get the job done. They were up shit's creek (literally) so all they could do was paddle. With that he pulled out the jack hammer and went to work. Seeing their leader start knocking off large brown slabs gave the rest of the crew hope and soon they all began to chip away at the massive crap. Everyone was feeling upbeat. Everyone except the man in the suit who was struggling to move the shit slabs and constantly spilling the contents of his wheelbarrow. Things were finally looking up. Until the foreman felt the tip of his jack hammer hit something hard. Clearing off the obstruction he couldn't believe his eyes.
The men went to work with whatever tools they had to break down the massive bowel movement. Madeline hadn't crapped in several days and in that time the log had dried and hardened making breaking it down a much harder endeavor for the men. It wasn't long before they encountered several issues.
One man fired up his circular saw to try cut bits. What he didn't count on was the backsplash as his saw blade cut into a large portion of poop. It wasn't saw dust that filled the air and needless to say the man wished he had worn safety goggles. After only a few tries the blade of his saw was completely dull and he abandoned the tool. The largest and most fit man on the crew decided to use brawn instead of brains and stuck a pry bar into the side to try and dislodge a large chunk. He was able break apart several small bits but it was merely a dropped in the bucket and each one he knocked loose took a heavy physical toll. Then he stuck his pry in once again only to have it hit something hard. The man maneuvered his tool and worked for several minutes trying to remove the object. He began to sweat heavily and get flustered. Finally after exhorting all his energy the man heard a loud crack as his pry bar snapped as he fell on his back. He sat on the slimly floor and stared up above at the thing that had broken him and his tool. He had never felt more small and weak. All his size and strength meant nothing because he had just been put in his place by nothing more than peanut nearly twice his size embedded in this woman's shit.
The foreman looked on at his dejected crew. Things were not going well. Each minimal gain cost tremendous effort and resources. He could see the energy being drained from his men. Energy they would desperately need if they were going to force their way out once the job was done. And it was only going to get worse the longer they in there as the heat and smell grew more intense. He decide that even though they had been forced into this labor against their will their best chance of getting out was to get the job done. They were up shit's creek (literally) so all they could do was paddle. With that he pulled out the jack hammer and went to work. Seeing their leader start knocking off large brown slabs gave the rest of the crew hope and soon they all began to chip away at the massive crap. Everyone was feeling upbeat. Everyone except the man in the suit who was struggling to move the shit slabs and constantly spilling the contents of his wheelbarrow. Things were finally looking up. Until the foreman felt the tip of his jack hammer hit something hard. Clearing off the obstruction he couldn't believe his eyes.
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