Events of the Night Before
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
moeyuri7
As her lips slowly parted open, Debbie realized that this was it...she was going to die in the hands of a complete stranger. Or more accurately, her mouth...chewed to shreds...or maybe she'd get lucky and swallowed whole...
But instead, a sharp gasp sucked in the air around her, ruffling her hair.
"Deb? Babe, is that you?" she asked, sounding incredibly concerned. Debbie looked back to the punk woman, surprised about a few things. One, she was just noticed. Second, she sounded kinder than she remembered. Third, why was she talking to her so familiarly. Lastly...why was she blushing so much? The giantess looked like a schoolgirl talking to her crush.
"Um...hi...Veronica, right?" Debbie nervously said. "First off...thank you for not eating me. You have no idea how much I appreciate that...but do you...remember what happened to me last night? I just woke up in this peanut tray..." she said, feeling incredibly confused. It seemed that she wasn't the only one confused, as Veronica tilted her head a bit and frowned.
"You...don't remember last night?" she asked, sadness twinging her voice.
"I...I'm afraid not. Could you tell me...and also tell me where my clothes are...and...maybe put me down..." she said meekly, starting to notice how high she was from the ground, still pinched between her fingers.
"Oh! Right, yeah, I'm on it!" she exclaimed, moving the shrunken woman to the bar counter. She took a moment to look around the bar, noticing no one else currently inside. She must be opening the bar soon. Meanwhile, Veronica reached under the counter and pulled out the sexy black dress and purse she had worn the night before. Debbie moaned as she remembered putting it on to get attention...feeling embarrassed from how much cleavage it showed. A bikini would have covered up more. Then she noticed something.
"Um...where's the underwear?" she asked nervously.
"Well, you never wore a bra last night. You told me it would ruin the dress" she explained, eliciting a facepalm from Debbie. "As for your panties..." she said, smiling brightly. Reaching into a pocket of her leather pants, she pulled out a pair of silken, lacy black panties and sniffed them deeply. "You gave me these..."
"W-what?!" she shouted in shock.
"So...you really don't remember?" she asked again.
"No, I don't! Please...just tell me what happened!" Debbie practically begged. Veronica sighed and pulled out her phone, unlocking it and opening her picture gallery. She turned the screen towards the tiny woman and went through pictures of the previous night one by one. The first was simply a selfy of them together. The next was Debbie making a pyramid of shots. The next was one someone else took...since it was of Debbie and Veronica making out. The next one was Debbie handing her panties over to the bartender. The last one was Debbie flashing the camera, showing off her bare breasts.
"I...I don't understand..."
"Babe...Debra, last night you came in here almost crying. I got you to open up after a couple drinks, and you said that you hated your life. Hated your job. Hated your bastard husband. Hated your ungrateful kids. Hated your shitty life. Then...you and I kinda...hit it off. I flirted with you, you flirted back...soon enough you were slipping your tongue in my mouth. I thought I was at least going to get your phone number when you said that you knew a way for us to be together forever. A way that you could leave your shitty life without a trace. But when I got back from the ladies room, you were gone and all your shit was on the floor."
Listening to the story, Debbie began shivering and collapsed to her knees. She had said all of that? And on top of it all, apparently made the bartender fall in love with her. But that wasn't true...right? Was the alcohol from last night putting those terrible thoughts in her head...or simply making her say the truth?
"But I gotta say, this explains a lot. No one saw you leave, your car is in front...and this" she said, reaching under the counter once again. This time, she pulled out something that made the already shaken woman come close to crying. It was the shrink ray...broken into pieces. "Some guy stepped on it last night and...this happened..." she explained.
Everything fell into place. Debbie went to the bar, got black-out drunk, decided to runaway with Veronica, and decided to use the shrink ray to do it. If she shrunk down, no one would find her with Veronica. She could start a new life with her...if that's what she really wanted.
"You know...I think you're kinda cute at this size..." Veronica said sweetly, stroking Debbie's bare back. "If you want to still stay with me like this...I'm fine with that. Or...I can call your family to come and get you. Whatever makes you happy."
Debbie was a little touched at the offer...but felt a bit torn inside. Did she go off with this woman, who she met the night before? Or go back to her old life that made her miserable? After a minute of silenc, Debbie decided...
But instead, a sharp gasp sucked in the air around her, ruffling her hair.
"Deb? Babe, is that you?" she asked, sounding incredibly concerned. Debbie looked back to the punk woman, surprised about a few things. One, she was just noticed. Second, she sounded kinder than she remembered. Third, why was she talking to her so familiarly. Lastly...why was she blushing so much? The giantess looked like a schoolgirl talking to her crush.
"Um...hi...Veronica, right?" Debbie nervously said. "First off...thank you for not eating me. You have no idea how much I appreciate that...but do you...remember what happened to me last night? I just woke up in this peanut tray..." she said, feeling incredibly confused. It seemed that she wasn't the only one confused, as Veronica tilted her head a bit and frowned.
"You...don't remember last night?" she asked, sadness twinging her voice.
"I...I'm afraid not. Could you tell me...and also tell me where my clothes are...and...maybe put me down..." she said meekly, starting to notice how high she was from the ground, still pinched between her fingers.
"Oh! Right, yeah, I'm on it!" she exclaimed, moving the shrunken woman to the bar counter. She took a moment to look around the bar, noticing no one else currently inside. She must be opening the bar soon. Meanwhile, Veronica reached under the counter and pulled out the sexy black dress and purse she had worn the night before. Debbie moaned as she remembered putting it on to get attention...feeling embarrassed from how much cleavage it showed. A bikini would have covered up more. Then she noticed something.
"Um...where's the underwear?" she asked nervously.
"Well, you never wore a bra last night. You told me it would ruin the dress" she explained, eliciting a facepalm from Debbie. "As for your panties..." she said, smiling brightly. Reaching into a pocket of her leather pants, she pulled out a pair of silken, lacy black panties and sniffed them deeply. "You gave me these..."
"W-what?!" she shouted in shock.
"So...you really don't remember?" she asked again.
"No, I don't! Please...just tell me what happened!" Debbie practically begged. Veronica sighed and pulled out her phone, unlocking it and opening her picture gallery. She turned the screen towards the tiny woman and went through pictures of the previous night one by one. The first was simply a selfy of them together. The next was Debbie making a pyramid of shots. The next was one someone else took...since it was of Debbie and Veronica making out. The next one was Debbie handing her panties over to the bartender. The last one was Debbie flashing the camera, showing off her bare breasts.
"I...I don't understand..."
"Babe...Debra, last night you came in here almost crying. I got you to open up after a couple drinks, and you said that you hated your life. Hated your job. Hated your bastard husband. Hated your ungrateful kids. Hated your shitty life. Then...you and I kinda...hit it off. I flirted with you, you flirted back...soon enough you were slipping your tongue in my mouth. I thought I was at least going to get your phone number when you said that you knew a way for us to be together forever. A way that you could leave your shitty life without a trace. But when I got back from the ladies room, you were gone and all your shit was on the floor."
Listening to the story, Debbie began shivering and collapsed to her knees. She had said all of that? And on top of it all, apparently made the bartender fall in love with her. But that wasn't true...right? Was the alcohol from last night putting those terrible thoughts in her head...or simply making her say the truth?
"But I gotta say, this explains a lot. No one saw you leave, your car is in front...and this" she said, reaching under the counter once again. This time, she pulled out something that made the already shaken woman come close to crying. It was the shrink ray...broken into pieces. "Some guy stepped on it last night and...this happened..." she explained.
Everything fell into place. Debbie went to the bar, got black-out drunk, decided to runaway with Veronica, and decided to use the shrink ray to do it. If she shrunk down, no one would find her with Veronica. She could start a new life with her...if that's what she really wanted.
"You know...I think you're kinda cute at this size..." Veronica said sweetly, stroking Debbie's bare back. "If you want to still stay with me like this...I'm fine with that. Or...I can call your family to come and get you. Whatever makes you happy."
Debbie was a little touched at the offer...but felt a bit torn inside. Did she go off with this woman, who she met the night before? Or go back to her old life that made her miserable? After a minute of silenc, Debbie decided...
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