The waiter comes back with Pam's drink
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 18
"So Pam, I can't help but notice you've got a shrinkie hanging out of your cleavage..." Maddy says, gesturing towards you.
"I didn't think you'd notice," Pam replies, and you spot the waiter walking back to the table carrying a tray with Pam's drink, and a small bowl beside it.
"Well, they're much easier to spot with the orange tag," Maddy says, as she takes a sip of her drink,"house rules, they're not to be touched except by staff or by their minders, but you know, when they're so easy to spot, sometimes the rules get bent, and sometimes they get broken."
Both women chuckle as if Maddy had said something hilarious, just as the waiter arrives to serve Pam her order. You can almost feel the sexual tension between the two women and the muscular, fit man, as he bends over to place the tray on the coffee table in front of them. You can't really make out what's on the tray, blocked as you are by the cliff of Pam's breasts, and you're not feeling particularly certain of being able to keep from being engulfed by her cleavage if you move, so you watch the giants instead.
"He really is a hottie," Pam says, leaning forward to pick up her drink.
"Is that what I think it is?" Maddy asks.
"Why don't you have one, I ordered a few," Pam says, passing the small bowl over to Maddy. You try to catch a glimpse of what is inside, but you can't quite get into the right position to look down.
"And for a moment there, I thought you might be one of those shrinkie lovers," Maddy says, as she brings the bowl close to her, and takes a look inside.
"Because of this little guy?" Pam asks, as her fingers fish you out of her cleavage.
"Well, it's not often that anyone brings their shrinkie over for one of these events, at least, not with a tag on them," Maddy says, as she sticks her manicured fingers into the bowl and appears to be moving it's contents around. Your curiousity gives way to concern as you process their conversation.
"Oh he's not mine. I'm just babysitting for my best friend, she needed some time to relax and unwind," Pam starts, picking you up from her breasts while taking a sip of her drink.
"Does she know that you...you know," Maddy says, placing the bowl back on the coffee table, and you finally are able to look inside. Your breath catches, as you spot a couple of tiny people, a man, and a woman, both trying to find some way out of the deep curved bowl. That's when you hear a scream, and realise that Maddy has already picked up someone, a woman by the sound of it, and has dropped her in her margarita.
"That I eat shrinks?" Pam replies, as her hand hovers over the bowl where you can hear the shouts and cries of the two trapped shrinks, before she drops you in with them.
"Yeah, I mean, well, I assumed that she doesn't, after all, it's still a delicacy in most parts of the world," Maddy says, taking another sip from her glass, which is punctuated by another tinny sounding scream.
"She doesn't, but that's why I brought her here," Pam explains, her fingers now fishing around the bowl you're in, knocking you out of the way carelessly, before her thumb and forefinger grasp the shrunken man next to you, pulling him up and out of the bowl before either of you even have time to look at each other properly. The woman beside you is hysterical and in tears, and you self-consciously raise a hand to the collar on your neck, realising that she's not wearing one.
"Well that's interesting," Maddy says,"and so how does your charge in the orange collar over there fit into it all? Who is he to her? Don't tell me he's a former lover? I've heard about some women bringing their shrunken exes over here for one last night of fun before they leave them in the past, so to speak."
"Ken? No, he's her son. It would have been easier if the kid's father was still here, I've no doubt that Allison could have been convinced if he was, she really hated his guts at times," Pam replies, casually dropping the tiny man into her own drink.
"Cheers!" Maddy says, as the two giantesses clink glasses and down the contents.
"Ooo that really hit the spot," Pam says, and you can see from the grin on her face, that she really meant it. You feel like puking, but at the same time, you can't believe what you just saw. Pam was not kidding about all the times she had swallowed shrinks. And all this time, your mom had let her take care of you, like you were perfectly safe with her.
Even now, she had no idea just how wicked her friend could be. You knew that there were people who didn't see shrinks as human beings anymore, but you had never imagined just how far Pam would take her stories. This spa, it wasn't just for relaxation, it was for norms to indulge themselves with shrinks, and Pam intended to make your mom just like her, plying her with hot men and drinks, but her true motives were far more sinister.
"So do you think she'll do it then? 'Let him go', as they are so fond of saying in the relaxation retreats," Maddy asked, as she gestured to the waiter to bring them another round.
"What, swallow Ken?" Pam exclaimed, laughing, "I doubt it."
"I was hoping she would give him to me though," she continued, looking right at you and giving you a wink,"I've been waiting for a chance to have him all to myself. But I'll be happy if Ally just gives shrinks a try you know, just a taste, so she knows what she's missing."
"Ooh yeah, I can already feel mine struggling inside my tummy," said Maddy, tapping her stomach through her bathrobe,"I had a few for breakfast, but they gave in long ago. Probably somewhere in my intestines by now haha."
"Yeah it's great to be able to have so many in a go," Pam replied, rubbing her own tummy,"it's much harder to find a good supply of shrinks back home, so I usually just take what I can get."
"Certainly makes the long plane flight worth it, doesn't it?" Maddy said, causing both of them to giggle.
"I didn't think you'd notice," Pam replies, and you spot the waiter walking back to the table carrying a tray with Pam's drink, and a small bowl beside it.
"Well, they're much easier to spot with the orange tag," Maddy says, as she takes a sip of her drink,"house rules, they're not to be touched except by staff or by their minders, but you know, when they're so easy to spot, sometimes the rules get bent, and sometimes they get broken."
Both women chuckle as if Maddy had said something hilarious, just as the waiter arrives to serve Pam her order. You can almost feel the sexual tension between the two women and the muscular, fit man, as he bends over to place the tray on the coffee table in front of them. You can't really make out what's on the tray, blocked as you are by the cliff of Pam's breasts, and you're not feeling particularly certain of being able to keep from being engulfed by her cleavage if you move, so you watch the giants instead.
"He really is a hottie," Pam says, leaning forward to pick up her drink.
"Is that what I think it is?" Maddy asks.
"Why don't you have one, I ordered a few," Pam says, passing the small bowl over to Maddy. You try to catch a glimpse of what is inside, but you can't quite get into the right position to look down.
"And for a moment there, I thought you might be one of those shrinkie lovers," Maddy says, as she brings the bowl close to her, and takes a look inside.
"Because of this little guy?" Pam asks, as her fingers fish you out of her cleavage.
"Well, it's not often that anyone brings their shrinkie over for one of these events, at least, not with a tag on them," Maddy says, as she sticks her manicured fingers into the bowl and appears to be moving it's contents around. Your curiousity gives way to concern as you process their conversation.
"Oh he's not mine. I'm just babysitting for my best friend, she needed some time to relax and unwind," Pam starts, picking you up from her breasts while taking a sip of her drink.
"Does she know that you...you know," Maddy says, placing the bowl back on the coffee table, and you finally are able to look inside. Your breath catches, as you spot a couple of tiny people, a man, and a woman, both trying to find some way out of the deep curved bowl. That's when you hear a scream, and realise that Maddy has already picked up someone, a woman by the sound of it, and has dropped her in her margarita.
"That I eat shrinks?" Pam replies, as her hand hovers over the bowl where you can hear the shouts and cries of the two trapped shrinks, before she drops you in with them.
"Yeah, I mean, well, I assumed that she doesn't, after all, it's still a delicacy in most parts of the world," Maddy says, taking another sip from her glass, which is punctuated by another tinny sounding scream.
"She doesn't, but that's why I brought her here," Pam explains, her fingers now fishing around the bowl you're in, knocking you out of the way carelessly, before her thumb and forefinger grasp the shrunken man next to you, pulling him up and out of the bowl before either of you even have time to look at each other properly. The woman beside you is hysterical and in tears, and you self-consciously raise a hand to the collar on your neck, realising that she's not wearing one.
"Well that's interesting," Maddy says,"and so how does your charge in the orange collar over there fit into it all? Who is he to her? Don't tell me he's a former lover? I've heard about some women bringing their shrunken exes over here for one last night of fun before they leave them in the past, so to speak."
"Ken? No, he's her son. It would have been easier if the kid's father was still here, I've no doubt that Allison could have been convinced if he was, she really hated his guts at times," Pam replies, casually dropping the tiny man into her own drink.
"Cheers!" Maddy says, as the two giantesses clink glasses and down the contents.
"Ooo that really hit the spot," Pam says, and you can see from the grin on her face, that she really meant it. You feel like puking, but at the same time, you can't believe what you just saw. Pam was not kidding about all the times she had swallowed shrinks. And all this time, your mom had let her take care of you, like you were perfectly safe with her.
Even now, she had no idea just how wicked her friend could be. You knew that there were people who didn't see shrinks as human beings anymore, but you had never imagined just how far Pam would take her stories. This spa, it wasn't just for relaxation, it was for norms to indulge themselves with shrinks, and Pam intended to make your mom just like her, plying her with hot men and drinks, but her true motives were far more sinister.
"So do you think she'll do it then? 'Let him go', as they are so fond of saying in the relaxation retreats," Maddy asked, as she gestured to the waiter to bring them another round.
"What, swallow Ken?" Pam exclaimed, laughing, "I doubt it."
"I was hoping she would give him to me though," she continued, looking right at you and giving you a wink,"I've been waiting for a chance to have him all to myself. But I'll be happy if Ally just gives shrinks a try you know, just a taste, so she knows what she's missing."
"Ooh yeah, I can already feel mine struggling inside my tummy," said Maddy, tapping her stomach through her bathrobe,"I had a few for breakfast, but they gave in long ago. Probably somewhere in my intestines by now haha."
"Yeah it's great to be able to have so many in a go," Pam replied, rubbing her own tummy,"it's much harder to find a good supply of shrinks back home, so I usually just take what I can get."
"Certainly makes the long plane flight worth it, doesn't it?" Maddy said, causing both of them to giggle.
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June 3, 2023
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