Won't Take 'No' for an Answer The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version chapter 5 by slappy

Your heart sank as the chubby woman who Megan rebuffed earlier came back for you. For a moment, you hoped that this was a different chubby woman and you were just getting the two mixed up, but no. The lightly tanned skin, the straight brown hair that came down to her shoulders, the seafoam green blouse with the top and bottom button undone and the black pants and shoes ... it was undeniably the same woman. The woman who tried to buy you for $20.

And no norm buys a shrink to treat them nicely.

"Hey cutie," the pudgy woman sang as she sat on the stool Megan had vacated. She leaned in to get a closer look at you, which allowed you to get a good look down her blouse at her large breasts.

"Um ... hi?" you replied anxiously, picking up the smell of alcohol in the woman's breath. "Can I help you ... miss?"

"Call me Charlotte, sweetie." You couldn't help but notice that Charlotte was gradually getting closer and closer to you.

"I'm ... I'm Susanne. And sorry but I'm not for sale!" You stumbled over your words a little as you shuffled away from the edge of the bar. From the way Charlotte giggled at you, it seemed that she found your fear cute. Or your name, you couldn't tell which.

"Does that other girl have you on a leash or something?" Charlotte teased. "Come on, at least hear me out before making a decision." Then, all of a sudden, a loud burp emerged from the plump woman's mouth. That wasn't the only thing that emerged though - a tiny black object shot out and hit you in the face before dropping onto the bar. After wiping sticky fluid off your face, you looked down at the object. It sort of looked like a shoe that would probably fit you if it weren't half melted.

You had no trouble connecting the dots. That shoe was from a shrink that Charlotte had eaten, and she most likely wanted to eat you too. Plus, as Charlotte looked down at the half-digested shoe and back at you, her playful, flirtatious smile vanished. She knew that the jig was up, so she quickly grabbed you from the bar and stuffed you feet first into her cleavage. As she got up and walked briskly towards the exit, her boobs jiggling with each step she took, you screamed for help and frantically looked around for Megan.