Sweetening the deal...
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
sumguy
Debbie's anxiety was washed away as she contemplated the moment, and very much realized what her son was suggesting. "And I suppose you're thinking I should be the one to shrink now?"
Derek played things cool while pressing the guilt trip he had started Debbie on. "You look stressed, and I just made this very convenient hot bath. I mean, I guess if I almost devoured my child I would probably be a little bit stressed too."
Sticking her finger in the mug, Debbie checked the temperature of the water. It wasn't hot enough to singe her, but it was incredibly warm. She thought about how nice it would be to submerge herself in it and was just about to agree to Derek's suggestion when she caught the look on his face in her periphery.
With his eyes fixed on Debbie, Derek was nibbling on his lower lip as his free hand rubbed the back of his neck.
Debbie's memory flashed back to just over a month ago. She was in the shower. Had just finished washing a strong lather of soap off herself and was pouring a handful of conditioner into her palm when she spotted Derek. He was at the door. It was open just enough for his phone's camera to get an unobstructed shot. She could see him filming her and when her traced back from his hand to his face, he had the exact same expression he wore now. "I would probably have to go pretty small if I was going to be able to enjoy that mug. What do you think Derek, like 4 or 5 inches tall?"
His mouth got dry thinking about it. The truth was he had been spying on Debbie pretty non-stop since entering puberty. The notion of getting to see her taking a bath in a mug... he didn't realize he needed that so much until this moment, but he did. Trying to keep a facade of disinterest Derek played it off "I don't know mom, that sounds right. Gotta figure mug-sized is better than bite-sized though, right?"
Debbie moved to standing and walked around the island so that she and Derek were on the same side now. "So you're thinking it would be a good way to relieve stress if I made myself the size of a toy and took a warm soak in that mug while my son... who I have caught spying on me while changing cloths, who has been caught filming me while I'm in the shower, and whose therapist is fairly certain has a full-blown Oedipus Complex... is in charge? Derek, baby-boy I feel awful about what happened while you were tiny, but I don't know if I feel that bad."
"Aw c'mon Mom, I was just a kid when all that happened."
"Derek Albert, that was last month. No son, I'm afraid I am not going to take you up on that no matter how inviting." Debbie was about to give Derek a hug but he moved away from her.
Heading to the cupboard Derek grabbed a white and blue packet from his mom's not so secret sweets stash. Debbie loved decadent sweets, and Derek knew getting a packet of her imported Dutch hot chocolate mix was the only real play he had at this point. He already had the top of the packet torn open and looked his mother square in the eyes as he poured the mixture in. "What if I promise I'll behave? I'll treat you like a movie star! Plus, look I'm totally sweetening the deal for you."
Derek made certain Debbie was watching as he stirred the hot chocolate. The steaming, warm, water became cloudy and then turned a rich brown. The aroma that accompanied the steam was strong and got her mouth watering. She had never considered taking a bath in her favorite hot beverage before. If for no other reason than how expensive it would have been. Now though, that was a fantasy playing out in her mind and Debbie couldn't deny how enticing it seemed. "I'll do it, but on three conditions. No smaller than 5 inches, no pictures while I'm tiny, and don't even think about asking me to get naked young man. Are we clear?"
Debbie hopped up to sit on the island as Derek took aim at her with the shrink ray "Yes m'am."
Derek played things cool while pressing the guilt trip he had started Debbie on. "You look stressed, and I just made this very convenient hot bath. I mean, I guess if I almost devoured my child I would probably be a little bit stressed too."
Sticking her finger in the mug, Debbie checked the temperature of the water. It wasn't hot enough to singe her, but it was incredibly warm. She thought about how nice it would be to submerge herself in it and was just about to agree to Derek's suggestion when she caught the look on his face in her periphery.
With his eyes fixed on Debbie, Derek was nibbling on his lower lip as his free hand rubbed the back of his neck.
Debbie's memory flashed back to just over a month ago. She was in the shower. Had just finished washing a strong lather of soap off herself and was pouring a handful of conditioner into her palm when she spotted Derek. He was at the door. It was open just enough for his phone's camera to get an unobstructed shot. She could see him filming her and when her traced back from his hand to his face, he had the exact same expression he wore now. "I would probably have to go pretty small if I was going to be able to enjoy that mug. What do you think Derek, like 4 or 5 inches tall?"
His mouth got dry thinking about it. The truth was he had been spying on Debbie pretty non-stop since entering puberty. The notion of getting to see her taking a bath in a mug... he didn't realize he needed that so much until this moment, but he did. Trying to keep a facade of disinterest Derek played it off "I don't know mom, that sounds right. Gotta figure mug-sized is better than bite-sized though, right?"
Debbie moved to standing and walked around the island so that she and Derek were on the same side now. "So you're thinking it would be a good way to relieve stress if I made myself the size of a toy and took a warm soak in that mug while my son... who I have caught spying on me while changing cloths, who has been caught filming me while I'm in the shower, and whose therapist is fairly certain has a full-blown Oedipus Complex... is in charge? Derek, baby-boy I feel awful about what happened while you were tiny, but I don't know if I feel that bad."
"Aw c'mon Mom, I was just a kid when all that happened."
"Derek Albert, that was last month. No son, I'm afraid I am not going to take you up on that no matter how inviting." Debbie was about to give Derek a hug but he moved away from her.
Heading to the cupboard Derek grabbed a white and blue packet from his mom's not so secret sweets stash. Debbie loved decadent sweets, and Derek knew getting a packet of her imported Dutch hot chocolate mix was the only real play he had at this point. He already had the top of the packet torn open and looked his mother square in the eyes as he poured the mixture in. "What if I promise I'll behave? I'll treat you like a movie star! Plus, look I'm totally sweetening the deal for you."
Derek made certain Debbie was watching as he stirred the hot chocolate. The steaming, warm, water became cloudy and then turned a rich brown. The aroma that accompanied the steam was strong and got her mouth watering. She had never considered taking a bath in her favorite hot beverage before. If for no other reason than how expensive it would have been. Now though, that was a fantasy playing out in her mind and Debbie couldn't deny how enticing it seemed. "I'll do it, but on three conditions. No smaller than 5 inches, no pictures while I'm tiny, and don't even think about asking me to get naked young man. Are we clear?"
Debbie hopped up to sit on the island as Derek took aim at her with the shrink ray "Yes m'am."
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