Debbie seeking Nicole
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
Debbie watched and waited as the group of girls began running in all directions of Angela's bedroom. She was so disappointed to see her daughter going along with this huge invasion of privacy. Sneaking around in Angela's bedroom? That wouldn't happen in Debbie's household, but then again she would never fall asleep when entrusted with looking after someone else's kids. There was a lot of blame to go around but right now all Debbie cared about was getting her daughter away from these rotten eggs. After that maybe she would return the rest of girls back to size, or maybe she would leave them to fend for themselves. Debbie hadn't decided yet.
Debbie quietly approached the area after hearing her daughter's voice in the distance.
"Ready or not here I come!" Nicole shouted loudly but at hear size was just an inaudible squeak.
This was perfect Debbie thought. Her daughter was alone. Debbie could find her and convince her that this was the wrong group to get involved with and that she should leave with her immediately. Of course she'd also have to explain that she had shrunk herself and all of them down. That was going to be a difficult conversation to have but that could be dealt with once they were normal size again.
Even though Debbie heard Nicole's voice it was very faint meaning she like her daughter now had the role of seeker. Traversing the landscape around her it was clear that Angela was very messy and cared very little of the cleanliness of her room. Debbie didn't want to be too quick to pass judgement. Obviously the woman was over tired. Debbie herself neglected such things during brutally long shifts at the hospital. But the more she saw the more she was disgusted by the state of Angela's room.
Debbie walked along the base of the floor. Debbie noticed that there was a trail of tiny sock shaped prints left in the layers of dust that collected on the hardwood floor. Gross as it was at least this would make tracking her daughter down easier. Debbie pressed on, her own bare feet leaving a set of larger footprints as she went. Every once in a while she would come across large rock like structures only to realize they were leftover crumbs. Debbie was shocked. She would never allow food in her bedroom. She wouldn't be surprised if Angela had ants. While some of these details were so small that a regular person would barely notice them Debbie didn't need to be tiny to notice all the random items Angela seemingly just left lying on the floor.
In the small (large for her size) distance she travelled in the bedroom Debbie was constantly meet with obstacles of all shapes and sizes. Debbie first traversed by a building sized giant black heel. Its twin somewhere in the distance likely haphazardly discarded after a fun night out. Luckily the heel was upright and Debbie simply walked underneath it like it was a bridge. The whole time she couldn't help but feel anxious imagining the size of the foot that was housed in such a large structure. Her anxiety had barely dissipated when she came across a giant sock splayed out on the floor. By the smell it emitted it was freshly used. Debbie didn't want to waste time so she just climbed on and walked through the fluffy surface. She held her nose the entire time all while high stepping through what felt like a field of the most disgusting grass ever. Debbie was running out of the last bit of stinky sock fuzz when her foot got caught on some thread and tripped her. She fell hard on the floor but jumped back in pain when she felt something sharp cut her arm.
Debbie immediately grabbed at arm as a warm rush of blood trickled down her elbow. She looked down to see what had cut her. On the floor lay a curved blade like object roughly the size of her forearm. It was a pale grey color with new streak of red on the inside where it had cut her. Debbie reached down with her other arm to pick it up while tiny drops of blood fell on to the floor. When she felt it she immediately knew what was in her hand. The hard feeling of calcium along bits of chipping pain. It was a toenail clipping. One of a few that Debbie now noticed were scattered around the area. The woman was an absolute slob Debbie thought.
Being a nurse Debbie's skills quickly took over. She used the sharp bit of Angela's toenail like a knife to cut off a piece of Angela's sock before quickly wrapping it around her arm to stop the bleeding. Simply trying to find Nicole was proving to be more of a challenge than Debbie had thought due in large part of the horrible state of Angela's room. She made a note to discuss this with her friend at a later time. Debbie continued on with her arm bandaged up and still carrying the bit of toenail thinking it may come in handy. After walking for what felt like forever without seeing or hearing anyone Debbie stopped. This felt strange to her. Sure the other girls were actively hiding but why had she not seen or faintly heard Nicole. Something was off here.
Debbie quietly approached the area after hearing her daughter's voice in the distance.
"Ready or not here I come!" Nicole shouted loudly but at hear size was just an inaudible squeak.
This was perfect Debbie thought. Her daughter was alone. Debbie could find her and convince her that this was the wrong group to get involved with and that she should leave with her immediately. Of course she'd also have to explain that she had shrunk herself and all of them down. That was going to be a difficult conversation to have but that could be dealt with once they were normal size again.
Even though Debbie heard Nicole's voice it was very faint meaning she like her daughter now had the role of seeker. Traversing the landscape around her it was clear that Angela was very messy and cared very little of the cleanliness of her room. Debbie didn't want to be too quick to pass judgement. Obviously the woman was over tired. Debbie herself neglected such things during brutally long shifts at the hospital. But the more she saw the more she was disgusted by the state of Angela's room.
Debbie walked along the base of the floor. Debbie noticed that there was a trail of tiny sock shaped prints left in the layers of dust that collected on the hardwood floor. Gross as it was at least this would make tracking her daughter down easier. Debbie pressed on, her own bare feet leaving a set of larger footprints as she went. Every once in a while she would come across large rock like structures only to realize they were leftover crumbs. Debbie was shocked. She would never allow food in her bedroom. She wouldn't be surprised if Angela had ants. While some of these details were so small that a regular person would barely notice them Debbie didn't need to be tiny to notice all the random items Angela seemingly just left lying on the floor.
In the small (large for her size) distance she travelled in the bedroom Debbie was constantly meet with obstacles of all shapes and sizes. Debbie first traversed by a building sized giant black heel. Its twin somewhere in the distance likely haphazardly discarded after a fun night out. Luckily the heel was upright and Debbie simply walked underneath it like it was a bridge. The whole time she couldn't help but feel anxious imagining the size of the foot that was housed in such a large structure. Her anxiety had barely dissipated when she came across a giant sock splayed out on the floor. By the smell it emitted it was freshly used. Debbie didn't want to waste time so she just climbed on and walked through the fluffy surface. She held her nose the entire time all while high stepping through what felt like a field of the most disgusting grass ever. Debbie was running out of the last bit of stinky sock fuzz when her foot got caught on some thread and tripped her. She fell hard on the floor but jumped back in pain when she felt something sharp cut her arm.
Debbie immediately grabbed at arm as a warm rush of blood trickled down her elbow. She looked down to see what had cut her. On the floor lay a curved blade like object roughly the size of her forearm. It was a pale grey color with new streak of red on the inside where it had cut her. Debbie reached down with her other arm to pick it up while tiny drops of blood fell on to the floor. When she felt it she immediately knew what was in her hand. The hard feeling of calcium along bits of chipping pain. It was a toenail clipping. One of a few that Debbie now noticed were scattered around the area. The woman was an absolute slob Debbie thought.
Being a nurse Debbie's skills quickly took over. She used the sharp bit of Angela's toenail like a knife to cut off a piece of Angela's sock before quickly wrapping it around her arm to stop the bleeding. Simply trying to find Nicole was proving to be more of a challenge than Debbie had thought due in large part of the horrible state of Angela's room. She made a note to discuss this with her friend at a later time. Debbie continued on with her arm bandaged up and still carrying the bit of toenail thinking it may come in handy. After walking for what felt like forever without seeing or hearing anyone Debbie stopped. This felt strange to her. Sure the other girls were actively hiding but why had she not seen or faintly heard Nicole. Something was off here.
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