Erica's Proposition
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 57
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
"I'll leave you two ladies alone to catch up. Do try to get along and not make my days more difficult." The ginger guard finished before she began to turn on her heel.
Debbie didn't want to be left alone in a cell with Erica and tried to call out to the fast-moving redhead. "Wait! Don't leave me alone in here with her?!"
The guard actually stopped. "Don't worry. There's plenty of security all around this here prison, and the big bad boogeyman is all chained up. She can't hurt you."
Erica said nothing but continued to grin like the cheshire cat. Debbie really didn't like that smile and tried one more time to convince the guard not to leave her alone, but the unconcerned redhead was already gone and the sound of the door locking behind her may as well have been a death knell.
The older woman could feel her heartrate spike as she turned her attention from the cell door and back towards her new cellmate. "H-Hello, Erica... you look good. Did you do something with your hair?"
"Not really." The once pregnant woman replied. "Just genetics. How have you been these last couple months? I hope the prison's been treating you well."
"It's been alright. I can't say I care much for the food though." Debbie tried to joke.
That actually got an amused chuckle out of dark-haired woman. "On that we agree. The food here is... less than ideal. Not enough calories."
Hearing that made Debbie shutter. While as a giantess Erica had consumed more than enough calories. Had she continued to crave red meat even after shrinking or was she just messing with her. She couldn't say and that was honestly terrifying.
The older woman gulped. "Well, I'm sure that-"
"They're going to kill me in here." Erica cut her off.
Her words seemed to catch Debbie off guard. "What...?"
"They're going to butcher me in here like a dog. If not the inmates, then the guards. The'll find a reason, any excuse to take me out and call it self-defense or suicide. You know it and I know it. No one will bat an eye if the boogeyman turns up dead. Oh well."
Debbie didn't know how to respond to Erica's logic. What the dark-haired woman described happened all the time in prisons and with the number of lives taken during her rampage, it wouldn't come as that much of a shock to find a relative of the lost rotting alongside them.
"Erica...?"
"That guard, Granger. She's hoping you'll slit my throat." She continued.
Debbie gasped.
"Why do you think she didn't undo my chains before she left. She wants me dead." Erica sighed. "I'm not going to just roll over and die. If they want to kill me then they're going to have to work for it. Which is where you come in."
Debbie's eyes widened. "Me?"
"Yes, you. I have a proposition for you."
The older woman really didn't like the sound of this. "What kind of proposition."
Erica smile returned. "I'm busting out of here, and you're coming along for the ride."
"Excuse me?!"
"I'm breaking out and you're going to help me." Erica explained.
Debbie was almost left speechless. "Why in god's name would I ever help you."
"Because if you don't, you're going to die too." The chained woman stated simply.
"Explain!"
"I might have let it slip that you may or may not have been involved in my transformation. So, you either help me escape, or we can both die together."
"You bitch!" Debbie snapped, her fear now forgotten and her hands gripping Erica's collar. "This is more of an ultimatum than a proposition!"
"I'm more or less forcing your hand." Erica smirked. "You better make up your mind quick. Word travels fast in here and who knows when someone might be feeling brave."
Debbie wanted to cry. This isn't what she wanted.
She missed Steve.
Debbie didn't want to be left alone in a cell with Erica and tried to call out to the fast-moving redhead. "Wait! Don't leave me alone in here with her?!"
The guard actually stopped. "Don't worry. There's plenty of security all around this here prison, and the big bad boogeyman is all chained up. She can't hurt you."
Erica said nothing but continued to grin like the cheshire cat. Debbie really didn't like that smile and tried one more time to convince the guard not to leave her alone, but the unconcerned redhead was already gone and the sound of the door locking behind her may as well have been a death knell.
The older woman could feel her heartrate spike as she turned her attention from the cell door and back towards her new cellmate. "H-Hello, Erica... you look good. Did you do something with your hair?"
"Not really." The once pregnant woman replied. "Just genetics. How have you been these last couple months? I hope the prison's been treating you well."
"It's been alright. I can't say I care much for the food though." Debbie tried to joke.
That actually got an amused chuckle out of dark-haired woman. "On that we agree. The food here is... less than ideal. Not enough calories."
Hearing that made Debbie shutter. While as a giantess Erica had consumed more than enough calories. Had she continued to crave red meat even after shrinking or was she just messing with her. She couldn't say and that was honestly terrifying.
The older woman gulped. "Well, I'm sure that-"
"They're going to kill me in here." Erica cut her off.
Her words seemed to catch Debbie off guard. "What...?"
"They're going to butcher me in here like a dog. If not the inmates, then the guards. The'll find a reason, any excuse to take me out and call it self-defense or suicide. You know it and I know it. No one will bat an eye if the boogeyman turns up dead. Oh well."
Debbie didn't know how to respond to Erica's logic. What the dark-haired woman described happened all the time in prisons and with the number of lives taken during her rampage, it wouldn't come as that much of a shock to find a relative of the lost rotting alongside them.
"Erica...?"
"That guard, Granger. She's hoping you'll slit my throat." She continued.
Debbie gasped.
"Why do you think she didn't undo my chains before she left. She wants me dead." Erica sighed. "I'm not going to just roll over and die. If they want to kill me then they're going to have to work for it. Which is where you come in."
Debbie's eyes widened. "Me?"
"Yes, you. I have a proposition for you."
The older woman really didn't like the sound of this. "What kind of proposition."
Erica smile returned. "I'm busting out of here, and you're coming along for the ride."
"Excuse me?!"
"I'm breaking out and you're going to help me." Erica explained.
Debbie was almost left speechless. "Why in god's name would I ever help you."
"Because if you don't, you're going to die too." The chained woman stated simply.
"Explain!"
"I might have let it slip that you may or may not have been involved in my transformation. So, you either help me escape, or we can both die together."
"You bitch!" Debbie snapped, her fear now forgotten and her hands gripping Erica's collar. "This is more of an ultimatum than a proposition!"
"I'm more or less forcing your hand." Erica smirked. "You better make up your mind quick. Word travels fast in here and who knows when someone might be feeling brave."
Debbie wanted to cry. This isn't what she wanted.
She missed Steve.
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