Mom tax
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
ozstriker
Lisa desperately tried to suppress any visible enjoyment from her face as she intensely observed her hungry sister chow down on her generous offering. She squinted to attempt a fleeting glimpse of her brothers final misery before he deservedly disappeared into the jaws of assured oblivion, owned by the person he’d so frequently claimed dominance over. She couldn’t say what had snapped inside her mind, only that the usual nice-girl façade had been shelved while she handled the known family rot.
Finally, a loaded collection of wheat and milk was drawn to include the humanoid spec Lisa had been waiting for. She could just about make out her ant sized brother frantically swimming in a white ocean. Her focused eyes widened in anticipation as Nicole casually gulped down her previous mouthful, clarifying to all observers that he was next.
“Um? Do I have something on my face?”
Nicole enquired when she caught sight of Lisa’s intense gaze. Momentarily pausing consumption, holding her spoon inches from her lips.
“Oh no, it’s nothing, it’s just nice to see you enjoying your food.”
Lisa grinned awkwardly in a weak attempt to look less suspicious, but couldn’t bare to draw her eyes away from the tiny ingredient she’d planted.
“Um… ok”
Nicole answered with heightened curiosity at her sisters interest in her morning routine. She was about to resume her breakfast when a cluster of noise from the hallway stole her attention.
“I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!!”
Debbie swept into the kitchen like a gust of wind, graceful yet hurried, her usual pre-work fluster wrapped in an aura of effortless charm. Her green scrubs clung to her figure as she adjusted them with practiced ease, the soft fabric tracing the contours of a body honed by years of tireless care and movement.
She moved first to Lisa, arms outstretched to enforce the mandatory morning hug she required to begin her day. Lisa, still focused on her brother, accepted the embrace absentmindedly, her gaze never wavering.
Debbie then turned to her youngest, enveloping Nicole in a matching warmth. She leaned eagerly into her mother’s soft frame, spoon still in hand, its tip hovering dangerously close to Debbie’s lips as she smiled through the chaos with serene poise.
“Mom tax!”
Although this was not an overtly obscure demand, the announcement took both her daughters by surprise, before ether of them could react Debbie swooped in front of her youngest daughters face and quickly engulfed the awaiting spoonful into her gaping mouth. She then retracted her motion whilst untangling herself from the forced embrace, revealing the metallic shine of a clean spoon.
Debbie then returned to her state of fluid motion by swiftly directing herself to the next stop on her kitchen tour, the coffee machine. This allowed her claimed duty to shift around within her mouth, giving the hassled mom a brief opportunity to appreciate the sweet taste of what she took.
Lisa watched on in disbelief. Having mom take the responsibility she’d so eloquently bestowed upon her sister was an interesting twist to her devilish narrative. Although it was Nicole who undoubtedly deserved the honours, Debbie was definitely going to provide the more ‘professional job’. There had been the underlying possibility that Dereks defiant nature could have upset Nicoles more delicate belly. There was much less chance of that within a much more experienced digestive system.
“Ey did uw two see Derek this morning?” Debbie enquired through her compacted jaws, still full of deteriorating wheat and milk. The familiar flavour danced across her tongue reminded her of her own childhood. She then unloaded the entire shot of her freshly made espresso to join the party in her mouth, visibly expressing the stretched capacity within her cheeks.
“Yeah he.. um…..”
Lisa paused, waiting eagerly for the satisfying conformation of what would assuredly be her brothers demise. After a prolonged delay she got the nod she desired in the form of an audible swallow, causing her mother to squint slightly with the girth of the load being despatched.
*Gulp..*
Lisa then smiled as she watched the mass transform into a visible lump traveling quickly down her slender neck and disappear her scrub lined torso.
“You just missed him” she eventually answered with a grin of contentment.
An immediate confusion wondered across the Debbie’s face, both at Dereks apparent diversion from routine and at the strange fluttering sensation within the pressure travelling in her chest, which she tried to sooth with her hand whilst pondering her son’s behaviour.
“Odd… not like him to go without saying goodbye.. did he say where he was going?”
As she spoke, the pressure flowed swiftly downwards and she then felt the predicable relief of the mass arriving in her tummy, causing an immediate end to the fluttering. Her stomach then adapted to the pressure change by sending a small but forceful air pocket upwards to express its audible gratitude.
*Hic- uurp!…* “hehe, Excuse me..”
She tried to nullify her belch with the back of her hand, it was not the coffee dominate taste she expected but it felt good all the same.
“I thought I was giving him a ride to work today..”
Lisa was almost tempted to cryptically point out that technically he would be, but thought better of it and decided it best to divert the conversation.
“Don’t worry Mom, he’s old enough to look after himself, would you like me to get you some breakfast?”
Nicole shot another suspicious look at Lisa who’s exaggerated generosity had extended to their mother. Debbie simply smiled warmly at her daughters kindness as she tied her hair into a tight ponytail for her pressured day.
“Thanks sweetheart but Its important I keep a ‘mostly’ empty stomach for a presentation I’ve been talked into doing today..”
Lisa wasn’t really sure what she meant by this but assumed she was referring to keeping a close check on her anxiety levels. Derek probably wouldn’t last out the journey into the hospital so she’d be well clear of any last minute sabotage. A whisper of guilt started to pollute her malice as she pictured her brother melting away within the elegant nurses body, but she had long crossed the line of no return and any evidence of her actions would soon be part of the person she admired so much.
“Shit, I gotta go, have a good day girls!”
And with that, Debbie disappeared out the door, leaving a chilled silence in her wake.
Finally, a loaded collection of wheat and milk was drawn to include the humanoid spec Lisa had been waiting for. She could just about make out her ant sized brother frantically swimming in a white ocean. Her focused eyes widened in anticipation as Nicole casually gulped down her previous mouthful, clarifying to all observers that he was next.
“Um? Do I have something on my face?”
Nicole enquired when she caught sight of Lisa’s intense gaze. Momentarily pausing consumption, holding her spoon inches from her lips.
“Oh no, it’s nothing, it’s just nice to see you enjoying your food.”
Lisa grinned awkwardly in a weak attempt to look less suspicious, but couldn’t bare to draw her eyes away from the tiny ingredient she’d planted.
“Um… ok”
Nicole answered with heightened curiosity at her sisters interest in her morning routine. She was about to resume her breakfast when a cluster of noise from the hallway stole her attention.
“I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!!”
Debbie swept into the kitchen like a gust of wind, graceful yet hurried, her usual pre-work fluster wrapped in an aura of effortless charm. Her green scrubs clung to her figure as she adjusted them with practiced ease, the soft fabric tracing the contours of a body honed by years of tireless care and movement.
She moved first to Lisa, arms outstretched to enforce the mandatory morning hug she required to begin her day. Lisa, still focused on her brother, accepted the embrace absentmindedly, her gaze never wavering.
Debbie then turned to her youngest, enveloping Nicole in a matching warmth. She leaned eagerly into her mother’s soft frame, spoon still in hand, its tip hovering dangerously close to Debbie’s lips as she smiled through the chaos with serene poise.
“Mom tax!”
Although this was not an overtly obscure demand, the announcement took both her daughters by surprise, before ether of them could react Debbie swooped in front of her youngest daughters face and quickly engulfed the awaiting spoonful into her gaping mouth. She then retracted her motion whilst untangling herself from the forced embrace, revealing the metallic shine of a clean spoon.
Debbie then returned to her state of fluid motion by swiftly directing herself to the next stop on her kitchen tour, the coffee machine. This allowed her claimed duty to shift around within her mouth, giving the hassled mom a brief opportunity to appreciate the sweet taste of what she took.
Lisa watched on in disbelief. Having mom take the responsibility she’d so eloquently bestowed upon her sister was an interesting twist to her devilish narrative. Although it was Nicole who undoubtedly deserved the honours, Debbie was definitely going to provide the more ‘professional job’. There had been the underlying possibility that Dereks defiant nature could have upset Nicoles more delicate belly. There was much less chance of that within a much more experienced digestive system.
“Ey did uw two see Derek this morning?” Debbie enquired through her compacted jaws, still full of deteriorating wheat and milk. The familiar flavour danced across her tongue reminded her of her own childhood. She then unloaded the entire shot of her freshly made espresso to join the party in her mouth, visibly expressing the stretched capacity within her cheeks.
“Yeah he.. um…..”
Lisa paused, waiting eagerly for the satisfying conformation of what would assuredly be her brothers demise. After a prolonged delay she got the nod she desired in the form of an audible swallow, causing her mother to squint slightly with the girth of the load being despatched.
*Gulp..*
Lisa then smiled as she watched the mass transform into a visible lump traveling quickly down her slender neck and disappear her scrub lined torso.
“You just missed him” she eventually answered with a grin of contentment.
An immediate confusion wondered across the Debbie’s face, both at Dereks apparent diversion from routine and at the strange fluttering sensation within the pressure travelling in her chest, which she tried to sooth with her hand whilst pondering her son’s behaviour.
“Odd… not like him to go without saying goodbye.. did he say where he was going?”
As she spoke, the pressure flowed swiftly downwards and she then felt the predicable relief of the mass arriving in her tummy, causing an immediate end to the fluttering. Her stomach then adapted to the pressure change by sending a small but forceful air pocket upwards to express its audible gratitude.
*Hic- uurp!…* “hehe, Excuse me..”
She tried to nullify her belch with the back of her hand, it was not the coffee dominate taste she expected but it felt good all the same.
“I thought I was giving him a ride to work today..”
Lisa was almost tempted to cryptically point out that technically he would be, but thought better of it and decided it best to divert the conversation.
“Don’t worry Mom, he’s old enough to look after himself, would you like me to get you some breakfast?”
Nicole shot another suspicious look at Lisa who’s exaggerated generosity had extended to their mother. Debbie simply smiled warmly at her daughters kindness as she tied her hair into a tight ponytail for her pressured day.
“Thanks sweetheart but Its important I keep a ‘mostly’ empty stomach for a presentation I’ve been talked into doing today..”
Lisa wasn’t really sure what she meant by this but assumed she was referring to keeping a close check on her anxiety levels. Derek probably wouldn’t last out the journey into the hospital so she’d be well clear of any last minute sabotage. A whisper of guilt started to pollute her malice as she pictured her brother melting away within the elegant nurses body, but she had long crossed the line of no return and any evidence of her actions would soon be part of the person she admired so much.
“Shit, I gotta go, have a good day girls!”
And with that, Debbie disappeared out the door, leaving a chilled silence in her wake.
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