Hard Labor
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 34
by
copier
· original author:
pats2015
It didn't take long for these men to accept their new lot in life. While the crazy giant lady was scary the unknown of this new colossal world was even scarier to them. Luckily she had shrunk their tools and trucks which would have most of the equipment needed to fulfill her orders.
Group 1 (The Nose)
Group 1 was comprised of two of men whose job was to cut the hairs just below and on the edge of Angela’s nostrils. These hairs would normally go unseen to the normal human eye. However to the micro workers before the nose they seemed like roots sprouting out of an organic cave. The work was going steady as the men combated the nasal hair with weed whackers. The constant intake and expulsion of air from the nostrils made the overly atmosphere tense and put the pair on edge. Things took a horrible turn when Angela took a sharp inhale from her nose. One of the men was close enough to the edge of her nostril to sprint away from the entrance and climb to the relative safety of the side of the nose. The other man, Marcus, was not so lucky. He had been standing right in the center of Angela’s nostril when she took her deep breath. The man was whisked off the ground and sucked into the nasal cavity. He was pulled through the chasm being pummeled by the woman’s nose hairs and boogers before being sent to the back of the throat. There Marcus was sucked down her organic tube down to the stomach.
Group 2 (The Mouth)
Group 2 had the most dangerous job and the least desirable workspace of all the men. They were responsible for cleaning Angela’s teeth and discarding any loose scraps of food. For this assignment the men tried to go in a prepared as possible. Nothing could prepare them for what they were about to walk into. As the cavern before them opened the three men looked more like astronauts than laborers. They were dressed in white painters suits with hazard masks dragging a cart of their various supplies. The group was immediately assaulted by a wave of Angela’s breath. Pushing through the wave of smelly hot air the crew began to get set up. First they set up two commercial work lights to help with visibility inside the mouth. Fighting the humid and damp conditions two men started brushing her teeth with long push brooms while the third with the help of a power washer began rinsing the hard to reach crevices. As the work progressed the men started to grasp the scope of their situation. It’s not everyday you’re picking a piece of spinach the size of a pillow out of a giant woman’s mouth. As the walked across the molars to dump the loose scraps of food down the chasm of the throat they were careful to avoid the sensitive tongue. It was during one of these walks that Paul was about too dump a handful of what was once a bologna sandwich when he heard it.
“GULP”
And then he hears screaming from above start. His eyes looked on in disbelief as a shape in the familiar work wear of their crew dropped past the entrance to the throat down into the darkness screaming all the way. Paul stands at the edge of the third molar in disbelief when he feels a rumbling from below. Unknown to the workers Angela’s stomach, having received the protein formerly known as Marcus, had worked fast to dissolve the food and now had some excess gas to force up.
“BUURRP!”
It was chaos as the new jet force of smelly gas hit the three. Paul was thrown off balance by the burp sending him over the edge of the tooth down the throat to an acid below. The man using the power washer was hit head on with the g-forces of the stomach air and launched into the back of one of the incisors. Whether he was knocked unconscious or dead on impact is unknown. His body then landed on the top of one of the molars. And when Angela was closing her mouth after the top tooth made impact it incinerated the man’s body. The final man reacted quickly and managed to wedge his broom in between two teeth and weather the burp. However out of natural instinct when Angela felt something irritating in her mouth her tongue went to work to remove the blockage. The pink monster battered the final man before he finally lost his grip on the handle and was thrown down the throat. Angela still sensing the broom in her teeth gave the inside of her mouth a final lick before resolving to floss it out later. This final act swept up the two now broken lights and power washer sending them down Angela’s throat. The only evidence of the three men that remained was the tiny broom suck in Angela’s teeth at least until her next flossing.
Group 3 (The Bellybutton)
Vinnie’s job was simple but not without the ever presence of danger. Vinnie had to clean the inside of Angela’s bellybutton. For this task he had a simple heavy duty sponge and bucket of water, an empty bucket to collect the bellybutton lint, and a rope to repel down. At first the idea of not having a second man to hold the rope steady really bothered Vinnie. As he got closer to the edge he could see several small hair that he could use to secure the rope. Vinnie was no stranger to spelunking as cave exploring was one of his favorite leisure activities but this was another level. Vinnie scraped the edge of the oval and the grey gunk that collected on his hands told him this was not gonna be light work. As he prepared to make his descent he could already hear the organic workings around him as Angela’s stomach went to work. The early descent was easy as he was able to collect the lint and throw it over the edge onto the belly before washing the walls. As he descended deeper he would have to collect the disgusting gunk and then resurface to dump it out when it was full. Less than half way into the bellybutton the bucket was filling up fast. It was during a moment of reflection surrounded by the walls of Angela’s bellybutton that Vinnie had a thought.
“How’s this giant bitch gonna scrutinize my work. If she wasn’t so goddamn lazily she could just scoop all this crap out with her pinkie nail.”
At that moment Angela acting as if she was an all-knowing goddess chose to scratch her belly. It was then that Angela’s nail severed Vinnie’s rope to the surface sending him falling down to the button of the bellybutton. Vinnie was granted a small mercy as he fell head first, breaking his neck and killing him instantly. This spared him the embarrassment of having to eat Angela’s bellybutton lint to survive. However by the looks it Vinnie’s body would be nothing but a skeleton by the time Angela cleaned out her bellybutton.
Group 4 (The Pubes)
Group 4 otherwise known as Nick got the honor of trimming Angela's pubic hair. The task before Nick was enduring for as he reached her pubes they stretch like a vast black meadow at least two football fields in length and in much need of a trim. With that he set off with the lawn mower in the pubic field. The work was hard because unlike grass Angela’s bush was greasy and curled at points. This causes the mower to get clogged up numerous times and Nick had to stop and remove the loose pubes. The worst was when Nick’s leg would get caught he would have to cut himself free with his pocketknife. After hours of hard labor Nick had managed to give Angela a full Brazilian shave. As gazed at the fruits of his labor he simply packed up his things and hiked back to the chest.
Group 5 (The Toes)
The first group to get going was the men assigned to paint Angela's toenails. They may have had the most laborious task albeit in the safest location. The group of five carried with them shovels, hedge clippers, sanders, ladders, and paint brushes as Angela would supply the group the paint her favorite coat of periwinkle blue toenail polish. Once they finally reached their destination the crew went to work. The first task was to cut away any small hairs on Angela's toes. This was simple enough as it was just like cutting black thick vines. Next the group ascended to the summit of the toenails. There they went to work using their shovels to clean the dirt from under her toenails. Next they went about the task of trimming her nails down. This proved to be difficult as ivory edges were too thick to cut with the clipper, even snapping one in an attempt. The men had to bring out the sanders to wear down the nails, which took considerably longer, but eventually it was completed. Now before them stood the most daunting task, painting the toes. Each man was assigned to work on one toe. He would fill his paint bucket with as much polish as it could hold and ascend up to the surface of nail. This would be done once on one foot then on the next. Things were going pretty smoothly till a painter by the name of Larry on the left big toe lost his balance and fell. This was either do to exhaustion of the fumes from the toenail polish. He fell a considerable height before landing with a plop in Angela's bottle of toenail polish. The man struggled in the blue liquid and quickly suffocated his body submerging to the bottom. While they mourned the death of their friend and coworker the job still had to be completed.
Group 1 (The Nose)
Group 1 was comprised of two of men whose job was to cut the hairs just below and on the edge of Angela’s nostrils. These hairs would normally go unseen to the normal human eye. However to the micro workers before the nose they seemed like roots sprouting out of an organic cave. The work was going steady as the men combated the nasal hair with weed whackers. The constant intake and expulsion of air from the nostrils made the overly atmosphere tense and put the pair on edge. Things took a horrible turn when Angela took a sharp inhale from her nose. One of the men was close enough to the edge of her nostril to sprint away from the entrance and climb to the relative safety of the side of the nose. The other man, Marcus, was not so lucky. He had been standing right in the center of Angela’s nostril when she took her deep breath. The man was whisked off the ground and sucked into the nasal cavity. He was pulled through the chasm being pummeled by the woman’s nose hairs and boogers before being sent to the back of the throat. There Marcus was sucked down her organic tube down to the stomach.
Group 2 (The Mouth)
Group 2 had the most dangerous job and the least desirable workspace of all the men. They were responsible for cleaning Angela’s teeth and discarding any loose scraps of food. For this assignment the men tried to go in a prepared as possible. Nothing could prepare them for what they were about to walk into. As the cavern before them opened the three men looked more like astronauts than laborers. They were dressed in white painters suits with hazard masks dragging a cart of their various supplies. The group was immediately assaulted by a wave of Angela’s breath. Pushing through the wave of smelly hot air the crew began to get set up. First they set up two commercial work lights to help with visibility inside the mouth. Fighting the humid and damp conditions two men started brushing her teeth with long push brooms while the third with the help of a power washer began rinsing the hard to reach crevices. As the work progressed the men started to grasp the scope of their situation. It’s not everyday you’re picking a piece of spinach the size of a pillow out of a giant woman’s mouth. As the walked across the molars to dump the loose scraps of food down the chasm of the throat they were careful to avoid the sensitive tongue. It was during one of these walks that Paul was about too dump a handful of what was once a bologna sandwich when he heard it.
“GULP”
And then he hears screaming from above start. His eyes looked on in disbelief as a shape in the familiar work wear of their crew dropped past the entrance to the throat down into the darkness screaming all the way. Paul stands at the edge of the third molar in disbelief when he feels a rumbling from below. Unknown to the workers Angela’s stomach, having received the protein formerly known as Marcus, had worked fast to dissolve the food and now had some excess gas to force up.
“BUURRP!”
It was chaos as the new jet force of smelly gas hit the three. Paul was thrown off balance by the burp sending him over the edge of the tooth down the throat to an acid below. The man using the power washer was hit head on with the g-forces of the stomach air and launched into the back of one of the incisors. Whether he was knocked unconscious or dead on impact is unknown. His body then landed on the top of one of the molars. And when Angela was closing her mouth after the top tooth made impact it incinerated the man’s body. The final man reacted quickly and managed to wedge his broom in between two teeth and weather the burp. However out of natural instinct when Angela felt something irritating in her mouth her tongue went to work to remove the blockage. The pink monster battered the final man before he finally lost his grip on the handle and was thrown down the throat. Angela still sensing the broom in her teeth gave the inside of her mouth a final lick before resolving to floss it out later. This final act swept up the two now broken lights and power washer sending them down Angela’s throat. The only evidence of the three men that remained was the tiny broom suck in Angela’s teeth at least until her next flossing.
Group 3 (The Bellybutton)
Vinnie’s job was simple but not without the ever presence of danger. Vinnie had to clean the inside of Angela’s bellybutton. For this task he had a simple heavy duty sponge and bucket of water, an empty bucket to collect the bellybutton lint, and a rope to repel down. At first the idea of not having a second man to hold the rope steady really bothered Vinnie. As he got closer to the edge he could see several small hair that he could use to secure the rope. Vinnie was no stranger to spelunking as cave exploring was one of his favorite leisure activities but this was another level. Vinnie scraped the edge of the oval and the grey gunk that collected on his hands told him this was not gonna be light work. As he prepared to make his descent he could already hear the organic workings around him as Angela’s stomach went to work. The early descent was easy as he was able to collect the lint and throw it over the edge onto the belly before washing the walls. As he descended deeper he would have to collect the disgusting gunk and then resurface to dump it out when it was full. Less than half way into the bellybutton the bucket was filling up fast. It was during a moment of reflection surrounded by the walls of Angela’s bellybutton that Vinnie had a thought.
“How’s this giant bitch gonna scrutinize my work. If she wasn’t so goddamn lazily she could just scoop all this crap out with her pinkie nail.”
At that moment Angela acting as if she was an all-knowing goddess chose to scratch her belly. It was then that Angela’s nail severed Vinnie’s rope to the surface sending him falling down to the button of the bellybutton. Vinnie was granted a small mercy as he fell head first, breaking his neck and killing him instantly. This spared him the embarrassment of having to eat Angela’s bellybutton lint to survive. However by the looks it Vinnie’s body would be nothing but a skeleton by the time Angela cleaned out her bellybutton.
Group 4 (The Pubes)
Group 4 otherwise known as Nick got the honor of trimming Angela's pubic hair. The task before Nick was enduring for as he reached her pubes they stretch like a vast black meadow at least two football fields in length and in much need of a trim. With that he set off with the lawn mower in the pubic field. The work was hard because unlike grass Angela’s bush was greasy and curled at points. This causes the mower to get clogged up numerous times and Nick had to stop and remove the loose pubes. The worst was when Nick’s leg would get caught he would have to cut himself free with his pocketknife. After hours of hard labor Nick had managed to give Angela a full Brazilian shave. As gazed at the fruits of his labor he simply packed up his things and hiked back to the chest.
Group 5 (The Toes)
The first group to get going was the men assigned to paint Angela's toenails. They may have had the most laborious task albeit in the safest location. The group of five carried with them shovels, hedge clippers, sanders, ladders, and paint brushes as Angela would supply the group the paint her favorite coat of periwinkle blue toenail polish. Once they finally reached their destination the crew went to work. The first task was to cut away any small hairs on Angela's toes. This was simple enough as it was just like cutting black thick vines. Next the group ascended to the summit of the toenails. There they went to work using their shovels to clean the dirt from under her toenails. Next they went about the task of trimming her nails down. This proved to be difficult as ivory edges were too thick to cut with the clipper, even snapping one in an attempt. The men had to bring out the sanders to wear down the nails, which took considerably longer, but eventually it was completed. Now before them stood the most daunting task, painting the toes. Each man was assigned to work on one toe. He would fill his paint bucket with as much polish as it could hold and ascend up to the surface of nail. This would be done once on one foot then on the next. Things were going pretty smoothly till a painter by the name of Larry on the left big toe lost his balance and fell. This was either do to exhaustion of the fumes from the toenail polish. He fell a considerable height before landing with a plop in Angela's bottle of toenail polish. The man struggled in the blue liquid and quickly suffocated his body submerging to the bottom. While they mourned the death of their friend and coworker the job still had to be completed.
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