Spoiled girls get what spoiled girls deserve
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
chyoaguy
Abigail Greston was somebody who rarely, if ever, heard the word 'no.' She got whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted, almost entirely thanks to a mixture of her own spoiled rotten personality helped along by her parents never doing anything to curb her terrible attitude.
Now, Travis and Morgan weren't bad people. They were both well-meaning, but regarding their daughter... Well, their efforts left something to be desired. Travis was a rather hands-off person at the best of times, and for all that he loved his family, he loved it more when things were going smoothly and neither his wife nor daughter were making a fuss. And boy, did Abbey fuss and throw tantrums whenever things weren't going exactly as she wanted them to. So, Abbey got what she wanted from him; toys, clothes, allowance, whatever- because to him it was easier to appease her rather than correct her.
Morgan was a little different. She knew her Abbey was different, she just didn't care. Abbey was her daughter, the best, most perfect daughter in the world, regardless of what the parents of other children, Abbey's teachers, and in general everyone who had the misfortune of interacting with the pint-sized terror had to say. In Morgan's eyes, Abbey could do no wrong, and someone so perfect only deserved whatever she wanted!
"Mom, dad, I'm hungry!"
"Well, let's get you to the cafeteria, sweetie! Your tummy must be empty," Morgan replied. Did she care that Abbey had lied to her and Travis about being sick? No. Did she care that this hospital visit- which had been a fib-induced false alarm, would probably cost several hundred dollars for absolutely nothing? Also no. Abbey was fine, and that was all she cared about. More importantly...
Her daughter was hungry, and that needed to be attended to right away!
Abbey eagerly walked over to the door, her parents following behind her. It wasn't an issue that Debbie had returned yet, and it definitely wasn't a problem that the other nurse, who was probably stewing inside of her daughter's bowels, might never see the light of day again.
All was right with the world, Morgan decided. So self-assured of that fact was she that she didn't notice the look of confusion and growing discomfort on her daughter's face...
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"Goddamn it-mmmph!" Irina's irate yell cut off as her face was smushed into the slimy, fleshy wall in front of her. Great. Just Fucking Great! This day really just kept getting better and better- NOT!
At least there was some morbid satisfaction knowing that with the way things were going, it was pretty damn likely that she took Abbey with her.
At this point, it was just a matter of who perished first- her, either suffocating when her rapidly dwindling oxygen ran out or being crushed by the walls of the stomach- which were already uncomfortably tight around her. Or Abbey, getting popped open like an extra in an Ali*n movie.
Was that gruesome? Yeah, it was. But as far as Irina was conserved, Abbey deserved it and more. Debbie deserved to get trampled on like an Ant, the little brat whose gut she was currently stuck in deserved the same... Oh, she had quite the list of 'people to take bloody revenge on' by this point in time.
"Hrrgh..." A wordless growl left Irina's mouth as another spurt of growth hit her. She didn't have the air left to waste on words, and opening her mouth would've meant getting a mouthful of the disgusting spongy surface of the stomach wall her face was pressed against. The fleshy prison around her once again abruptly shrank as Irina's body enlarged. It was difficult to say just how large she was at this point exactly, but regardless of whether she'd hit the one foot mark or was still a ways off from it, she was now large enough that she was being forcibly squeezed into a fetal position.
And to make matters worse...
She could feel matter raining down on her back from above. Was Abbey eating in a situation like this? How the hell was that even possible? Her stomach should've felt like it was on the verge of bursting!
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"BURP!" The belch left Abbey's lips unhindered, the small girl not bothering to try and stifle the eruption of air from her mouth. She continued on unhindered, even as her bulging stomach; the distension of which was hidden by her loose t-shirt, protested vehemently against every bite of her mediocre hamburger.
Morgan sighed and patted her precious angel on the back. If only Abbey could see that belching like a trucker in public was something one should avoid- even someone as lovely as her daughter.
"Abbey, sweetie, we've been over this. At least try and cover your mouth if you're going to burp. And what do we say after burping?"
"More! I want more!" Abbey all but roared. It hurt! Why did it hurt? She wasn't supposed to hurt! Why... hwy?! Her tummy was so stuffed, but she was still so hungry!
"All right, Abbey. I'll get you another burger," Morgan said, immediately switching gears. Did it bother her that Abbey had just eaten three hamburgers (all with adult serving-sizes) in the span of five minutes? Not at all. Abbey was a growing girl, and she needed the nutrition!
Abbey's chest rose and fell with angry breaths as her parents left the table and headed back to order her more food, leaving her alone in this quiet corner of the cafeteria. Today was terrible! All she'd wanted was to stay home from school so she could watch her favorite TV shows, but her mom had insisted on taking her to the hospital instead! Hospitals were boring and smelled like old people!
At least she'd gotten to eat that lady earlier. That had been cool!
But now she was getting angry at the idea of eating any more food. It was like no matter how much she crammed into her tummy, it was never enough!
"Ugh... *Urp*..." Abbely groaned, burping quietly as she slumped back in her chair, hands going down to rest over her aching tummy.
...Was her stomach getting bigger?
No, that couldn't be happening. She wasn't turning into some big fatty like the Parker girl in her class. She was just really, really full! She was so full, in fact, that she was completely ignoring the fact that her clothes were starting to get quite a bit tighter on her, and not just around her waist.
Abbey's t-shirt, which had been riding up slightly because of the bloated belly beneath, was now riding up even higher. And NOT because of Abbey's still growing stomach. Know, her torso was elongating slightly, just like her legs were... In fact, it was quite accurate to say that for each and every calorie Abbey packed into her already overloaded stomach, her body grew little by little. The hems of her jeans were rising higher and higher, and were already past her ankles.
Now, overall there wasn't too much too notice- since arriving at the hospital, or more accurately since swallowing Irina, Abbey had gone from a perfectly average four feet high or so to now... about four and a half feet tall. Not enough that anyone could tell at a glance that something was changing with the growing girl, but the difference would soon become noticeable.
All Abbey could do now was wait for her parents to return and hope that the food they brought with them was enough to quell the ravenous hunger that she felt before her aching stomach called it quits.
Now, Travis and Morgan weren't bad people. They were both well-meaning, but regarding their daughter... Well, their efforts left something to be desired. Travis was a rather hands-off person at the best of times, and for all that he loved his family, he loved it more when things were going smoothly and neither his wife nor daughter were making a fuss. And boy, did Abbey fuss and throw tantrums whenever things weren't going exactly as she wanted them to. So, Abbey got what she wanted from him; toys, clothes, allowance, whatever- because to him it was easier to appease her rather than correct her.
Morgan was a little different. She knew her Abbey was different, she just didn't care. Abbey was her daughter, the best, most perfect daughter in the world, regardless of what the parents of other children, Abbey's teachers, and in general everyone who had the misfortune of interacting with the pint-sized terror had to say. In Morgan's eyes, Abbey could do no wrong, and someone so perfect only deserved whatever she wanted!
"Mom, dad, I'm hungry!"
"Well, let's get you to the cafeteria, sweetie! Your tummy must be empty," Morgan replied. Did she care that Abbey had lied to her and Travis about being sick? No. Did she care that this hospital visit- which had been a fib-induced false alarm, would probably cost several hundred dollars for absolutely nothing? Also no. Abbey was fine, and that was all she cared about. More importantly...
Her daughter was hungry, and that needed to be attended to right away!
Abbey eagerly walked over to the door, her parents following behind her. It wasn't an issue that Debbie had returned yet, and it definitely wasn't a problem that the other nurse, who was probably stewing inside of her daughter's bowels, might never see the light of day again.
All was right with the world, Morgan decided. So self-assured of that fact was she that she didn't notice the look of confusion and growing discomfort on her daughter's face...
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"Goddamn it-mmmph!" Irina's irate yell cut off as her face was smushed into the slimy, fleshy wall in front of her. Great. Just Fucking Great! This day really just kept getting better and better- NOT!
At least there was some morbid satisfaction knowing that with the way things were going, it was pretty damn likely that she took Abbey with her.
At this point, it was just a matter of who perished first- her, either suffocating when her rapidly dwindling oxygen ran out or being crushed by the walls of the stomach- which were already uncomfortably tight around her. Or Abbey, getting popped open like an extra in an Ali*n movie.
Was that gruesome? Yeah, it was. But as far as Irina was conserved, Abbey deserved it and more. Debbie deserved to get trampled on like an Ant, the little brat whose gut she was currently stuck in deserved the same... Oh, she had quite the list of 'people to take bloody revenge on' by this point in time.
"Hrrgh..." A wordless growl left Irina's mouth as another spurt of growth hit her. She didn't have the air left to waste on words, and opening her mouth would've meant getting a mouthful of the disgusting spongy surface of the stomach wall her face was pressed against. The fleshy prison around her once again abruptly shrank as Irina's body enlarged. It was difficult to say just how large she was at this point exactly, but regardless of whether she'd hit the one foot mark or was still a ways off from it, she was now large enough that she was being forcibly squeezed into a fetal position.
And to make matters worse...
She could feel matter raining down on her back from above. Was Abbey eating in a situation like this? How the hell was that even possible? Her stomach should've felt like it was on the verge of bursting!
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"BURP!" The belch left Abbey's lips unhindered, the small girl not bothering to try and stifle the eruption of air from her mouth. She continued on unhindered, even as her bulging stomach; the distension of which was hidden by her loose t-shirt, protested vehemently against every bite of her mediocre hamburger.
Morgan sighed and patted her precious angel on the back. If only Abbey could see that belching like a trucker in public was something one should avoid- even someone as lovely as her daughter.
"Abbey, sweetie, we've been over this. At least try and cover your mouth if you're going to burp. And what do we say after burping?"
"More! I want more!" Abbey all but roared. It hurt! Why did it hurt? She wasn't supposed to hurt! Why... hwy?! Her tummy was so stuffed, but she was still so hungry!
"All right, Abbey. I'll get you another burger," Morgan said, immediately switching gears. Did it bother her that Abbey had just eaten three hamburgers (all with adult serving-sizes) in the span of five minutes? Not at all. Abbey was a growing girl, and she needed the nutrition!
Abbey's chest rose and fell with angry breaths as her parents left the table and headed back to order her more food, leaving her alone in this quiet corner of the cafeteria. Today was terrible! All she'd wanted was to stay home from school so she could watch her favorite TV shows, but her mom had insisted on taking her to the hospital instead! Hospitals were boring and smelled like old people!
At least she'd gotten to eat that lady earlier. That had been cool!
But now she was getting angry at the idea of eating any more food. It was like no matter how much she crammed into her tummy, it was never enough!
"Ugh... *Urp*..." Abbely groaned, burping quietly as she slumped back in her chair, hands going down to rest over her aching tummy.
...Was her stomach getting bigger?
No, that couldn't be happening. She wasn't turning into some big fatty like the Parker girl in her class. She was just really, really full! She was so full, in fact, that she was completely ignoring the fact that her clothes were starting to get quite a bit tighter on her, and not just around her waist.
Abbey's t-shirt, which had been riding up slightly because of the bloated belly beneath, was now riding up even higher. And NOT because of Abbey's still growing stomach. Know, her torso was elongating slightly, just like her legs were... In fact, it was quite accurate to say that for each and every calorie Abbey packed into her already overloaded stomach, her body grew little by little. The hems of her jeans were rising higher and higher, and were already past her ankles.
Now, overall there wasn't too much too notice- since arriving at the hospital, or more accurately since swallowing Irina, Abbey had gone from a perfectly average four feet high or so to now... about four and a half feet tall. Not enough that anyone could tell at a glance that something was changing with the growing girl, but the difference would soon become noticeable.
All Abbey could do now was wait for her parents to return and hope that the food they brought with them was enough to quell the ravenous hunger that she felt before her aching stomach called it quits.
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