Debbie inhales the tiny house
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
While trying to suck out one of the house's occupants Debbie doesn't realize the true strength of her in breath. Unnoticed to the giant mom the whole house starts to be pulled out of her fingertips. The tiny 3 inch house rockets past her lips into her mouth. The top of her teeth scraping off the house's brick chimney along with several roof shingles before it comes to a rest on her pink tongue. When she feels it make landfall on her tongue Debbie panics having to resist the urge to swallow. After calming down it just feels like a piece of candy. She begins smile as saliva starts to build up in her mouth.
After feeling the whole house being lifted through the air everyone inside screams and hangs on for dear life. Angela and her daughter are the only ones who see through the open door as they enter the black void. They hear the sounds of something hitting the roof before they are engulfed in darkness and crash down hard. When it all settles down Angela calls out to the room.
"Is everyone okay?"
All four of the girls murmur in the affirmative. Angela has to take them at their word as she can barely see in front of her in the pitch black.
"Everyone stay put! Don't try to move from where you are. I'm gonna try and get some flashlights," Angela said.
Luckily Angela had been prepared in case of a blackout and stored several flashlights and batteries in a drawer in the kitchen. Unfortunately going to the kitchen meant going taking a right the still open front door. She knew trying to feel her way through was a risk but it was only way she could figure out what was happening.
"Adrianna honey. You have to be a big girl and be brave for mommy. I'll be right back."
"No please don't go," Adrianna pleaded with here mom and Angela felt her squeeze her hand tight in the darkness.
"I have to. I have to figure out what's going on. It will all be alright. I promise." Angela says as she unlocks her daughter's hand and begins to crawl towards the kitchen.
Angela crawls like a child on the ground sticking her hand out in front of her blindly in front of her. Several shards of broken glass embed themselves in her palms and legs but she ignores the pain. Angela has never been a firm believer that when one sense was cut off the rest operate on a higher level to compensate. But now she was living it. Though still her biggest obstacle the open front door was her best guide in the darkness. Like a literal version of hot and cold, the overwhelming heat coming in from the opening caused Angela to drip with sweat in her robe. And the smell. The putrid stale stench coming from the opening made Angela want to gag. As she got closer the floor became sticky and moist and smelled just like that same awful smell. It only got worse the closer she got. Still Angela pressed on for she had to make it to the door before she turned right into the kitchen.
Angela was dropping one hand at a time on the floor before she suddenly fell forward. She let out a little yelp but she broke her fall on something below. Whatever her hands were touching was very slimly with little rough bumps. It reminded her of touching a starfish when she took her daughter to the aquarium. Angela held her hand on it for a few more seconds. Was it moving?
After feeling the whole house being lifted through the air everyone inside screams and hangs on for dear life. Angela and her daughter are the only ones who see through the open door as they enter the black void. They hear the sounds of something hitting the roof before they are engulfed in darkness and crash down hard. When it all settles down Angela calls out to the room.
"Is everyone okay?"
All four of the girls murmur in the affirmative. Angela has to take them at their word as she can barely see in front of her in the pitch black.
"Everyone stay put! Don't try to move from where you are. I'm gonna try and get some flashlights," Angela said.
Luckily Angela had been prepared in case of a blackout and stored several flashlights and batteries in a drawer in the kitchen. Unfortunately going to the kitchen meant going taking a right the still open front door. She knew trying to feel her way through was a risk but it was only way she could figure out what was happening.
"Adrianna honey. You have to be a big girl and be brave for mommy. I'll be right back."
"No please don't go," Adrianna pleaded with here mom and Angela felt her squeeze her hand tight in the darkness.
"I have to. I have to figure out what's going on. It will all be alright. I promise." Angela says as she unlocks her daughter's hand and begins to crawl towards the kitchen.
Angela crawls like a child on the ground sticking her hand out in front of her blindly in front of her. Several shards of broken glass embed themselves in her palms and legs but she ignores the pain. Angela has never been a firm believer that when one sense was cut off the rest operate on a higher level to compensate. But now she was living it. Though still her biggest obstacle the open front door was her best guide in the darkness. Like a literal version of hot and cold, the overwhelming heat coming in from the opening caused Angela to drip with sweat in her robe. And the smell. The putrid stale stench coming from the opening made Angela want to gag. As she got closer the floor became sticky and moist and smelled just like that same awful smell. It only got worse the closer she got. Still Angela pressed on for she had to make it to the door before she turned right into the kitchen.
Angela was dropping one hand at a time on the floor before she suddenly fell forward. She let out a little yelp but she broke her fall on something below. Whatever her hands were touching was very slimly with little rough bumps. It reminded her of touching a starfish when she took her daughter to the aquarium. Angela held her hand on it for a few more seconds. Was it moving?
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