Mad Marge
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
Debbie watched as Dr. Horn left the room, all the while her earpiece was filled with the enraged curses of her former boss. Marge had miraculously survived the insertion process and the massage that lead to her being dragged into Mr. Rainsford's depths. Just knowing she was actually inside her patient's affected area and she was the one who did it sent chills down her spine. A shame she had to listen to the old bag ramble though.
"You crazy bitch, are you out of your mind!? I can't believe you actually did this to me! I gave you a job here and this is how you repay me! I'm waist deep in semen and... oh god! Get me out of here!"
Debbie listen to the shrunken woman's mad ramblings with little to no sympathy. Yes she'd given her a job at this hospital, but she'd been nothing but a taskmaster and hard-ass ever since. If she was looking for help now she was going to be left disappointed.
"Sorry, but last I checked you still had a job to do?" Debbie teased. "You're supposed to be figuring out what's causing Mr. Rainsford's pain."
"You heard Dr. Horn! It's just a case of blue balls! You said I had to figure out the cause... well there you go! Now get me out of here!" Marge raged.
Debbie merely rolled her eyes. Marge was really starting to grate on her nerves. "And did you find out the cause? Or was it Dr. Horn? Last I checked I said you had to figure out the cause, not someone else."
Marge went silent. True Debbie said she had to figure it out but did it really matter? The doctor gave it to them straight. Blue balls, end of story. "You..."
"Since you couldn't do your job right the first time, your new mission now is to cure the patient. And if I were you I'd get to work on that fast. When he wakes up Dr. Horn said to give him the news and get him out of here. If you're not quick enough, Mr. Rainsford might be leaving with a small souvenir."
Marge felt her blood run cold at Debbie's words. "A-are you serious!? You can't leave me here! You have to get me out of --"
"I don't have to do anything." Debbie interrupted with a smile. She then walked over to the unconscious form of Jeff and gave his balls a good squeeze. The action was nothing to Debbie, but hell for Marge as her fleshy prison compressed around her.
"What the hell's going on out there!?" Marge panicked.
"That's me making you job a lot more difficult." Debbie answered. "Now get to work or else I'm throwing this earpiece in the trash."
Not wanting to be lost forever, Marge complied. "Fine."
"Good." Debbie smiled as she released her grip. "Now that that's settled I'm going to take a break. Just call me when your done."
"R-right." Marge nearly cried as Debbie left the room.
"You crazy bitch, are you out of your mind!? I can't believe you actually did this to me! I gave you a job here and this is how you repay me! I'm waist deep in semen and... oh god! Get me out of here!"
Debbie listen to the shrunken woman's mad ramblings with little to no sympathy. Yes she'd given her a job at this hospital, but she'd been nothing but a taskmaster and hard-ass ever since. If she was looking for help now she was going to be left disappointed.
"Sorry, but last I checked you still had a job to do?" Debbie teased. "You're supposed to be figuring out what's causing Mr. Rainsford's pain."
"You heard Dr. Horn! It's just a case of blue balls! You said I had to figure out the cause... well there you go! Now get me out of here!" Marge raged.
Debbie merely rolled her eyes. Marge was really starting to grate on her nerves. "And did you find out the cause? Or was it Dr. Horn? Last I checked I said you had to figure out the cause, not someone else."
Marge went silent. True Debbie said she had to figure it out but did it really matter? The doctor gave it to them straight. Blue balls, end of story. "You..."
"Since you couldn't do your job right the first time, your new mission now is to cure the patient. And if I were you I'd get to work on that fast. When he wakes up Dr. Horn said to give him the news and get him out of here. If you're not quick enough, Mr. Rainsford might be leaving with a small souvenir."
Marge felt her blood run cold at Debbie's words. "A-are you serious!? You can't leave me here! You have to get me out of --"
"I don't have to do anything." Debbie interrupted with a smile. She then walked over to the unconscious form of Jeff and gave his balls a good squeeze. The action was nothing to Debbie, but hell for Marge as her fleshy prison compressed around her.
"What the hell's going on out there!?" Marge panicked.
"That's me making you job a lot more difficult." Debbie answered. "Now get to work or else I'm throwing this earpiece in the trash."
Not wanting to be lost forever, Marge complied. "Fine."
"Good." Debbie smiled as she released her grip. "Now that that's settled I'm going to take a break. Just call me when your done."
"R-right." Marge nearly cried as Debbie left the room.
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