...puts down his foot to torment and tease the ...
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
tpdbeech
Steve panics slightly. ‘Could they actually be under my foot?’. He thinks as he nervously raises his feet, keeping the heels on the ground.
On Steve’s sole Debbie & Lisa scream as they cling onto his dried, flakey flesh. The intense hight for Debbie nearly makes her vomit. With a desperate hand, Debbie types on her cellphone: STEVE PUT YOUR FOOT DOWN YOU IDIOT! WE’RE GOING TO FALL AND DIE!
Seconds later Steve feels a buzz in his hand. The phone lights up with the desperate message. Steve scoffs as he squints at the dim light of his cellphone. “Me? An idiot?! They got themselves into this problem.” He looks down at his feet, raised and poised to stomp at the jungle-like carpet. Steve smirks, “Well, they want me to put my feet down...” He lets off an evil chuckle as he places his hands on his hips and raises his voice for the tinies to hear.
“Hmmm! Where have my lovely wife and daughter gone to? I only went to the bathroom moments ago. They can’t have gone far!” Steve’s voice boomed to the perilous tinies...
“What the fuck is he playing at?!” Debbie screams horsely, the foot odour finally grating on her lungs.
Above them Steve continues his charade; stroking his chin and grinning as he readies his feet, wiggling his toes with anticipation. “I need to think this through. I know! I’ll tap my feet on the floor! That gets the brain energised!”
With that Steve lowers his left foot. It crashes to the carpet with the force of a megaton bomb. On the right, Debbie desperately types one more message: STEVE DON’T DO THIS TO US! STOP NOW PLEASE!
Yet again, the phone buzzes in Steve’s hand. With a toothy grin he lowers his right foot. It stomps on the ground, engulfing Lisa & Debbie in the carpeted hell. Steve taps his feet over and over, pounding on the carpet.
The giant, vengeful father soon stops for a moment for more play acting, “Oh dear! The message I just got from my missing wife didn’t deliver properly! That really GRINDS my gears!” Steve firmly plants his feet onto the floor. He readies himself to grind his soles.
Meanwhile the impact of the stomp causes Debbie to lose her grip! As she slightly falls she unknowingly drops her cellphone and grips the skin with both hands. “Mom! Are you okay?!” Screams Lisa.
“Yes! But... I dropped my phone!” Debbie screams back tears flow down her face.
“Fuck...” Lisa says, defeated...
Above the doomed tinies Steve...
On Steve’s sole Debbie & Lisa scream as they cling onto his dried, flakey flesh. The intense hight for Debbie nearly makes her vomit. With a desperate hand, Debbie types on her cellphone: STEVE PUT YOUR FOOT DOWN YOU IDIOT! WE’RE GOING TO FALL AND DIE!
Seconds later Steve feels a buzz in his hand. The phone lights up with the desperate message. Steve scoffs as he squints at the dim light of his cellphone. “Me? An idiot?! They got themselves into this problem.” He looks down at his feet, raised and poised to stomp at the jungle-like carpet. Steve smirks, “Well, they want me to put my feet down...” He lets off an evil chuckle as he places his hands on his hips and raises his voice for the tinies to hear.
“Hmmm! Where have my lovely wife and daughter gone to? I only went to the bathroom moments ago. They can’t have gone far!” Steve’s voice boomed to the perilous tinies...
“What the fuck is he playing at?!” Debbie screams horsely, the foot odour finally grating on her lungs.
Above them Steve continues his charade; stroking his chin and grinning as he readies his feet, wiggling his toes with anticipation. “I need to think this through. I know! I’ll tap my feet on the floor! That gets the brain energised!”
With that Steve lowers his left foot. It crashes to the carpet with the force of a megaton bomb. On the right, Debbie desperately types one more message: STEVE DON’T DO THIS TO US! STOP NOW PLEASE!
Yet again, the phone buzzes in Steve’s hand. With a toothy grin he lowers his right foot. It stomps on the ground, engulfing Lisa & Debbie in the carpeted hell. Steve taps his feet over and over, pounding on the carpet.
The giant, vengeful father soon stops for a moment for more play acting, “Oh dear! The message I just got from my missing wife didn’t deliver properly! That really GRINDS my gears!” Steve firmly plants his feet onto the floor. He readies himself to grind his soles.
Meanwhile the impact of the stomp causes Debbie to lose her grip! As she slightly falls she unknowingly drops her cellphone and grips the skin with both hands. “Mom! Are you okay?!” Screams Lisa.
“Yes! But... I dropped my phone!” Debbie screams back tears flow down her face.
“Fuck...” Lisa says, defeated...
Above the doomed tinies Steve...
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