Survivor
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 93
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
"What the fuck!" Marge shouted.
Laying on the hood covered in barf was none other than Dr. Horn. The man looked worse than the head nurse had ever seen him. His skin was nearly beet red and caked in what could only be human remains. Not only that, his once pristine clothes were soaked and somewhat eaten away by stomach acid.
The good doctor groaned a pained groan. He thought he was going to die in Debbie's stomach only to be barfed up and dropped from a great height onto a vehicle. It was nothing short of a miracle that he wasn't dead and painfully turned to see who was driving whatever he landed on.
The recognition was immediate. "Marge..."
"Shit!" She cursed.
Despite the danger outside she climbed out of the driver side door and pulled the clearly injured man off the hood. He smelled like crap and looked half dead. If he was really in Debbie's stomach the entire time then he was lucky the he hadn't been digested and turned to shit.
She slung one of his arms over her shoulder and tried to get him to walk with her. "I need a vacation!"
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Meanwhile up above, Debbie was able to regain the advantage by launching a huge wad of spit into Erica's face. The woman was so caught off guard by the disgusting action that she couldn't brace herself for a hair pull that sent her crashing back first into an adjacent building.
"You made me lose my lunch you damn sow!" She screamed.
The older giantess ripped the sharp top off of a tower and held it like a knife. She slashed down and caught Erica right in the palm. The reaction was immediate as she cried out from having her skin split. Fresh warm blood poured onto the pavement down below.
Debbie didn't care. She slashed again as Erica curled into a little ball to try and defend herself. "Stupid bitch!"
For the first time since she met Debbie, the dark-haired woman felt more than a little nervous. She thought she had the older woman pegged but perhaps not. The former nurse wasn't just kicking her ass at the moment, she was trying to put her in the ground and tearing at her flesh.
"Shit! What do I do?!" She wondered.
If she didn't think of something soon then Debbie was going to bleed her dry.
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As the chaos continued to unfold, Marge managed to drag Dr. Horn into a nearby animal hospital. The Vet was all but deserted when she stepped inside. No doctors, no animals, just them and whatever supplies was inside. She dropped the man into a chair and took a step back to catch her breath.
"It's true what they say about dead weight." She commented. She expected the man to bite back like he often would but she got nothing except a pain grown and a violent cough. "Damn. He must really be out of it."
The exhausted woman looked around. It may not be a hospital but she could make due for the time being. She looked back toward the doctor and sighed.
"I'll try to find some supplies. In the meantime don't die on me, alright." She ordered.
"Sure." Was the pained and scratchy reply she got.
Marge frowned. "Alright then."
Laying on the hood covered in barf was none other than Dr. Horn. The man looked worse than the head nurse had ever seen him. His skin was nearly beet red and caked in what could only be human remains. Not only that, his once pristine clothes were soaked and somewhat eaten away by stomach acid.
The good doctor groaned a pained groan. He thought he was going to die in Debbie's stomach only to be barfed up and dropped from a great height onto a vehicle. It was nothing short of a miracle that he wasn't dead and painfully turned to see who was driving whatever he landed on.
The recognition was immediate. "Marge..."
"Shit!" She cursed.
Despite the danger outside she climbed out of the driver side door and pulled the clearly injured man off the hood. He smelled like crap and looked half dead. If he was really in Debbie's stomach the entire time then he was lucky the he hadn't been digested and turned to shit.
She slung one of his arms over her shoulder and tried to get him to walk with her. "I need a vacation!"
______
Meanwhile up above, Debbie was able to regain the advantage by launching a huge wad of spit into Erica's face. The woman was so caught off guard by the disgusting action that she couldn't brace herself for a hair pull that sent her crashing back first into an adjacent building.
"You made me lose my lunch you damn sow!" She screamed.
The older giantess ripped the sharp top off of a tower and held it like a knife. She slashed down and caught Erica right in the palm. The reaction was immediate as she cried out from having her skin split. Fresh warm blood poured onto the pavement down below.
Debbie didn't care. She slashed again as Erica curled into a little ball to try and defend herself. "Stupid bitch!"
For the first time since she met Debbie, the dark-haired woman felt more than a little nervous. She thought she had the older woman pegged but perhaps not. The former nurse wasn't just kicking her ass at the moment, she was trying to put her in the ground and tearing at her flesh.
"Shit! What do I do?!" She wondered.
If she didn't think of something soon then Debbie was going to bleed her dry.
______
As the chaos continued to unfold, Marge managed to drag Dr. Horn into a nearby animal hospital. The Vet was all but deserted when she stepped inside. No doctors, no animals, just them and whatever supplies was inside. She dropped the man into a chair and took a step back to catch her breath.
"It's true what they say about dead weight." She commented. She expected the man to bite back like he often would but she got nothing except a pain grown and a violent cough. "Damn. He must really be out of it."
The exhausted woman looked around. It may not be a hospital but she could make due for the time being. She looked back toward the doctor and sighed.
"I'll try to find some supplies. In the meantime don't die on me, alright." She ordered.
"Sure." Was the pained and scratchy reply she got.
Marge frowned. "Alright then."
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