Toetaled
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 57
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Debbie didn't realize what had just happened. One minute she was being pulled into the dark, disgusting pit that was Erica's mouth. The next she was flying through the air and hit the water like it was made of concrete. The impact along with the cold water helped bring Debbie back to reality. As she surfaced she was disoriented, soaking wet, and sore beyond anything she could've imagined, but she was alive.
"Oh my God. I'm alive!" Debbie said spitting out mouthfuls of sea water.
Debbie replayed the events prior. She realized the only reason she wasn't being forced Erica's gullet right now was because of the heroic but reckless actions of her son.
"Derek. Derek?" Debbie called out.
In the distance she heard the blaring sound of the car horn along with the shrieks of pain from Erica. Debbie's eyes focused in on the overturned car sitting upside on the dock. The front of the car was completely caved in. Derek was hurt bad. Maybe knocked out or even dead. Either way Debbie wasn't going to leave him there. Against her survival instincts she swam back towards the dock. Towards the smoking car and the fuming Erica.
Luckily as Debbie pulled herself onto the dock Erica was too busy grasping at her foot to notice the older woman. She snuck over to the car. It was toast. Derek had crashed at such a high speed that Erica's toenail had completely severed the top of the roof. Debbie prayed she wouldn't find her son behead in the driver's seat.
The front seat door gave way easily as Debbie pulled it open. It dropped to the ground and Debbie looked to see Derek upside down breathing heavily with gashes and deep cuts across his face and chest, still wearing his seat belt.
"Derek?" Debbie called out.
Hearing his mother's voice roused the injured teen.
"Mom...I did it." Derek spoke still coughing and fiddling with his seat belt.
"Yeah... you disobeyed me...and I'm alive because of it." Debbie said as she helped her son out of the wrecked car and to his feet.
"Can you walk Derek?" Debbie asked.
"Yeah I think so." Derek answered weakly.
"Good because I think we need to run now son" Debbie said before grabbing Derek as Erica's stare fell on them.
For Erica the shooting pain came out of nowhere and was enough to make her toss her prey into the water. It didn't stop as she felt her little toe pulsate like it had it's own heartbeat. When she finally looked down it wasn't good. Her little piggy which was the size of a park bench was bleeding. Her toenail had been cracked in half and underneath blood gathered underneath the keratin plate. It was going to take a lot me than a fresh pedicure to fix the damage.
The giantess still in pain heard the sound of a car horn and looked down to see who else but her bitter enemy Debbie, dragging her son out of the front seat. Of course she had put the little teen up to it. Well if he wanted to play his mother's game then he can share in her fate. Debbie's willingness to involve her family and friends in her sick games was going to cost her dearly. Erica would make sure of it.
"You little asshole! I just had my toes done. For that after I eat your mom I'm going to paint my nails with your blood!"
"Oh my God. I'm alive!" Debbie said spitting out mouthfuls of sea water.
Debbie replayed the events prior. She realized the only reason she wasn't being forced Erica's gullet right now was because of the heroic but reckless actions of her son.
"Derek. Derek?" Debbie called out.
In the distance she heard the blaring sound of the car horn along with the shrieks of pain from Erica. Debbie's eyes focused in on the overturned car sitting upside on the dock. The front of the car was completely caved in. Derek was hurt bad. Maybe knocked out or even dead. Either way Debbie wasn't going to leave him there. Against her survival instincts she swam back towards the dock. Towards the smoking car and the fuming Erica.
Luckily as Debbie pulled herself onto the dock Erica was too busy grasping at her foot to notice the older woman. She snuck over to the car. It was toast. Derek had crashed at such a high speed that Erica's toenail had completely severed the top of the roof. Debbie prayed she wouldn't find her son behead in the driver's seat.
The front seat door gave way easily as Debbie pulled it open. It dropped to the ground and Debbie looked to see Derek upside down breathing heavily with gashes and deep cuts across his face and chest, still wearing his seat belt.
"Derek?" Debbie called out.
Hearing his mother's voice roused the injured teen.
"Mom...I did it." Derek spoke still coughing and fiddling with his seat belt.
"Yeah... you disobeyed me...and I'm alive because of it." Debbie said as she helped her son out of the wrecked car and to his feet.
"Can you walk Derek?" Debbie asked.
"Yeah I think so." Derek answered weakly.
"Good because I think we need to run now son" Debbie said before grabbing Derek as Erica's stare fell on them.
For Erica the shooting pain came out of nowhere and was enough to make her toss her prey into the water. It didn't stop as she felt her little toe pulsate like it had it's own heartbeat. When she finally looked down it wasn't good. Her little piggy which was the size of a park bench was bleeding. Her toenail had been cracked in half and underneath blood gathered underneath the keratin plate. It was going to take a lot me than a fresh pedicure to fix the damage.
The giantess still in pain heard the sound of a car horn and looked down to see who else but her bitter enemy Debbie, dragging her son out of the front seat. Of course she had put the little teen up to it. Well if he wanted to play his mother's game then he can share in her fate. Debbie's willingness to involve her family and friends in her sick games was going to cost her dearly. Erica would make sure of it.
"You little asshole! I just had my toes done. For that after I eat your mom I'm going to paint my nails with your blood!"
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