You were warned, deal with it
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
nrawk
“...that I made a terrible mistake! Heavens help me, I didn’t think I’d actually start to digest in here! Help me Ursula, tell Debra to vomit me back out, please. I… I don’t want to be in here!”
It was difficult to hear the shrunken woman, but Ursula understood the panic in her voice that even if all she heard were muffled murmurs she’d have understood. “Okay! I will, I’ll get you out of there Marge, trust me!” Tapping on Debbie’s stomach to signal her, she missed whatever Marge was saying as she was pulled away from the gurgling gut.
“So? Did you hear her in there? I told you she wanted this.” Debbie asked.
“Debbie, you have to get Marge out of your stomach, right now! She’s digesting and begged me to tell you to let her out before it’s too late!” Even though she didn’t like Marge as a boss, she was still a human being and being digested alive was too cruel of a fate for anyone. “Get to a bathroom, quick!”
Looking at Ursula for a moment, Debbie looked down at her body before a wicked smile cracked her face. “Oh, what’s that Marge? Not enjoying yourself in my stomach? What, did you think you wouldn’t digest or that it wouldn’t be painful? Well, serves you right, you bitch. Shove me down your pants and fart in my face? Well I’m going to turn you into a fucking fart. How does that sound?” Laughing at the duress her former boss was in, Debbie rubbed her stomach and licked her lips. “It’s too bad too, you tasted wonderful too, but food doesn’t get to choose to come back up. Now digest into a slurry of nutrients for me and become fat on my tits and ass if you would.”
Looking on in horror, Ursula didn’t know Debbie had such a cruel side to her. “Debbie, you can’t be serious! That’s a person in your stomach, you’re going to kill her.”
“No, Marge is food now, Ursula.” Correcting the tiny woman quickly. “Right?”
Feeling the pressure of her friend’s word, Ursula froze under her heavy, hungry eye. “A-A-Am I food too?”
“Of course no, cute little Ursa.” Cooing at the tiny woman cutely, Debbie’s features softened considerably. “At least, as long as you can tell the difference between food and shrunken people. You can do that, right?”
“Y-Yes! Marge was food, y-y-your lunch! I’m your friend, r-r-right?”
Thinking for a moment, Debbie mulled the idea over and even looked at her with a hungry stare, licking her lips. “Hmm… I don’t know. You were yelling at me before, so I don’t know if ‘friend’ is the right term to use right now. You’re looking a bit like food, now that I think about it, but maybe you’re more of a toy. What do you think?”
It was difficult to hear the shrunken woman, but Ursula understood the panic in her voice that even if all she heard were muffled murmurs she’d have understood. “Okay! I will, I’ll get you out of there Marge, trust me!” Tapping on Debbie’s stomach to signal her, she missed whatever Marge was saying as she was pulled away from the gurgling gut.
“So? Did you hear her in there? I told you she wanted this.” Debbie asked.
“Debbie, you have to get Marge out of your stomach, right now! She’s digesting and begged me to tell you to let her out before it’s too late!” Even though she didn’t like Marge as a boss, she was still a human being and being digested alive was too cruel of a fate for anyone. “Get to a bathroom, quick!”
Looking at Ursula for a moment, Debbie looked down at her body before a wicked smile cracked her face. “Oh, what’s that Marge? Not enjoying yourself in my stomach? What, did you think you wouldn’t digest or that it wouldn’t be painful? Well, serves you right, you bitch. Shove me down your pants and fart in my face? Well I’m going to turn you into a fucking fart. How does that sound?” Laughing at the duress her former boss was in, Debbie rubbed her stomach and licked her lips. “It’s too bad too, you tasted wonderful too, but food doesn’t get to choose to come back up. Now digest into a slurry of nutrients for me and become fat on my tits and ass if you would.”
Looking on in horror, Ursula didn’t know Debbie had such a cruel side to her. “Debbie, you can’t be serious! That’s a person in your stomach, you’re going to kill her.”
“No, Marge is food now, Ursula.” Correcting the tiny woman quickly. “Right?”
Feeling the pressure of her friend’s word, Ursula froze under her heavy, hungry eye. “A-A-Am I food too?”
“Of course no, cute little Ursa.” Cooing at the tiny woman cutely, Debbie’s features softened considerably. “At least, as long as you can tell the difference between food and shrunken people. You can do that, right?”
“Y-Yes! Marge was food, y-y-your lunch! I’m your friend, r-r-right?”
Thinking for a moment, Debbie mulled the idea over and even looked at her with a hungry stare, licking her lips. “Hmm… I don’t know. You were yelling at me before, so I don’t know if ‘friend’ is the right term to use right now. You’re looking a bit like food, now that I think about it, but maybe you’re more of a toy. What do you think?”
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