Dr. Horn Runs Over Nurse Tuesday
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 83
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
"God Dammit Tuesday! I'm not kidding!" Dr. Horn laid on the horn again but still the tiny nurse stood her ground.
"Fine. Have it your way." Dr. Horn said as he hit the accelerator and his vintage Thunderbird engine roared in response.
Tuesday's eyes grew wide. It was in that moment for the first time she considered that Dr. Horn might actually be willing to run her over to escape. That couldn't be true though. Dr. Horn was a good man who cherished life. He would never run someone over, let alone one of his own nurses.
Before nurse Tuesday could even second guess her decision to block his car her body was hit hard by the speeding automobile, leaving a grate in front dented and caked with blood before she disappeared underneath.
Dr. Horn had tried to warn her but she was so damn stubborn. He'd done what he had to to survive. He had hoped maybe she would go over the top and at worse suffer some broken ribs, maybe a fractured hip. But who was he kidding? Tuesday was so damn short that he would've have to been going 35 from 50 yards away. Instead, predictably it ended with her being run over by the cars tires.
The doctor looked back in his rear view, his foot still hitting the gas. Tuesday lay motionless. Her body looking disjointed and covered in blood. He didn't have to be a doctor to know she was already dead. Horn's heart hardened. Better her than him he thought. He'd let the two giantess have their gruesome fun while he was miles away safe and sound.
As Dr. Horn turned his head back around he saw a massive roadblock appear out of nowhere. With no time to stop he crashed head on into the object, his car manifold crumpling like a soda can.
"Going somewhere doctor." Debbie said from above.
Dr. Horn raised his head from the steering wheel. Drops of blood rolled down it onto his pants. He definitely had a serious concussion, but that was the least of his concerns. Debbie reached down and with the swipe of one of her fingernails cut his seatbelt before grabbing the doctor out of the crumpled remains of his prized vintage car. As Debbie lifted Dr. Horn up his bottle of scotch fell from his coat pocket and smashed onto the pavement.
"Driving drunk. Really? Man you really hit rock bottom since you fired me. I guess that explain's her." Debbie said pointing to Tuesday's corpse.
"So she was my replacement huh? Easy on the eyes I'll admit or at least she used to be. A bit on the short side don't you think? What was her name?" Debbie asked.
"What?" Dr. Horn said still coming to.
"What? Did you never even bother to learn her name?" Debbie asked.
"Tuesday." Dr. Horn croaked.
"I didn't ask you what day it was. That's wrong by the way." Debbie insisted.
"No her name was Tuesday." Dr. Horn clarified.
Debbie walked over to the nurse's body making sure to crush the wrecked remains of the doctor's car under her shoe as she did. She looked down at Tuesday's broken body like one would an injured bunny.
"Poor thing. If only she had known better than to accept a position working for you. We're all expandable in your eyes. Everyone of us. Stupid, naive kid." Debbie hissed. With a cold look on her face she lifted her foot before placing it over the nurse's remains and pressing down making her level with the road.
Dr. Horn watched Tuesday's was flattened by the giant shoe. Whether it was the concussion he sustained or hearing the sickening crunch of nurse Tuesday's bones the doctor couldn't hold it anymore and threw up over the side and on to Debbie's giant fingers.
"There. Now no one will discover that you mowed down your own nurse to try and escape. Not that it matters though. After seeing you run over that poor young woman I don't feel as bad for what I'm about to do you next."
"Fine. Have it your way." Dr. Horn said as he hit the accelerator and his vintage Thunderbird engine roared in response.
Tuesday's eyes grew wide. It was in that moment for the first time she considered that Dr. Horn might actually be willing to run her over to escape. That couldn't be true though. Dr. Horn was a good man who cherished life. He would never run someone over, let alone one of his own nurses.
Before nurse Tuesday could even second guess her decision to block his car her body was hit hard by the speeding automobile, leaving a grate in front dented and caked with blood before she disappeared underneath.
Dr. Horn had tried to warn her but she was so damn stubborn. He'd done what he had to to survive. He had hoped maybe she would go over the top and at worse suffer some broken ribs, maybe a fractured hip. But who was he kidding? Tuesday was so damn short that he would've have to been going 35 from 50 yards away. Instead, predictably it ended with her being run over by the cars tires.
The doctor looked back in his rear view, his foot still hitting the gas. Tuesday lay motionless. Her body looking disjointed and covered in blood. He didn't have to be a doctor to know she was already dead. Horn's heart hardened. Better her than him he thought. He'd let the two giantess have their gruesome fun while he was miles away safe and sound.
As Dr. Horn turned his head back around he saw a massive roadblock appear out of nowhere. With no time to stop he crashed head on into the object, his car manifold crumpling like a soda can.
"Going somewhere doctor." Debbie said from above.
Dr. Horn raised his head from the steering wheel. Drops of blood rolled down it onto his pants. He definitely had a serious concussion, but that was the least of his concerns. Debbie reached down and with the swipe of one of her fingernails cut his seatbelt before grabbing the doctor out of the crumpled remains of his prized vintage car. As Debbie lifted Dr. Horn up his bottle of scotch fell from his coat pocket and smashed onto the pavement.
"Driving drunk. Really? Man you really hit rock bottom since you fired me. I guess that explain's her." Debbie said pointing to Tuesday's corpse.
"So she was my replacement huh? Easy on the eyes I'll admit or at least she used to be. A bit on the short side don't you think? What was her name?" Debbie asked.
"What?" Dr. Horn said still coming to.
"What? Did you never even bother to learn her name?" Debbie asked.
"Tuesday." Dr. Horn croaked.
"I didn't ask you what day it was. That's wrong by the way." Debbie insisted.
"No her name was Tuesday." Dr. Horn clarified.
Debbie walked over to the nurse's body making sure to crush the wrecked remains of the doctor's car under her shoe as she did. She looked down at Tuesday's broken body like one would an injured bunny.
"Poor thing. If only she had known better than to accept a position working for you. We're all expandable in your eyes. Everyone of us. Stupid, naive kid." Debbie hissed. With a cold look on her face she lifted her foot before placing it over the nurse's remains and pressing down making her level with the road.
Dr. Horn watched Tuesday's was flattened by the giant shoe. Whether it was the concussion he sustained or hearing the sickening crunch of nurse Tuesday's bones the doctor couldn't hold it anymore and threw up over the side and on to Debbie's giant fingers.
"There. Now no one will discover that you mowed down your own nurse to try and escape. Not that it matters though. After seeing you run over that poor young woman I don't feel as bad for what I'm about to do you next."
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