Chapter #7Rejecting the offer - Seeing the consequences . . by: Froakie "I. . . " you begin, a bit afraid to confront your giant mother. You had no choice, you wouldn't be a slave. You knew that your mother had killed lots of men before, or at least, that is what she said. Maybe she wasn't serious and even if she was. . she couldn't do that to you. . could she?
You had to risk it, it was your only chance.
Looking up, you continued, your mom looking down in an unhappy tone.
"Fred? Are you thinking of refusing?" you heard your mom booming above.
You watched from above as your mother began to rummage through one of the dresser's in her drawer. Various items were moved to and fro before suddenly your mother pulled out. . another shrunken person!! You recognized this one, it was a mailman that you hadn't seen awhile. They had replaced him awhile ago, like months ago, and you hadn't seen him since. Had he been shrunken down and used by your mom this whole time? He was totally naked and compared to your mom, he was about 3 inches tall.
You also noticed that he seemed quite thin and weak compared to how he was when he was normal size. You didn't think that your mother had been feeding him very well or taking care of him for that matter.
"M-mistress. . W-what d-do y-you c-comman. . ." the tiny one began as he looked up at your mom.
She smiled at him as she peered at him.
"Slave, I need you to be an example for my little son here!! I need to show him what happens to those who disobey me."
"B-b-but M-m-mistress," the mailman began, "I-I l-live to d-do as you desire. I-I w-would n-never d-disobey. . you."
Your mom gave him a gentle kiss on his body.
"I know, so you will be obedient. . .even in your own death!"
With that, your mother took the tiny man and flung him straight down and into the ground with a hard toss.
"Aaaaah!!" you heard him scream as his body slammed down towards the ground, hundreds of feet below! His body smashed into the hard wood floor, his legs and body partially exploding, the majority of his lower extremities removed from his body. His blood and guts got on you, shock filling your mind as you watched the horror unfold!!
Before you could even react, your mother's giant foot came over the tiny destroyed man, no longer screaming but gurgling and slowly choking on his own blood and guts. Her massive foot slowly came down on the former mail man, slowly and methodically removing the life from his body. . before. . .
WHAM!!
His body exploded, you blinked, stunned at the sight. Blood and guts stained the bottom of your mother's foot as she pushed away some of the former mailman's remains.
It was a gruesome sight.
Your mother began to mash up the tiny remnants of the former mailman.
"He really was a good slave, mmm. . . you will be a better one though. I'm going to get off so much with you. Oh my god. . . it's gonna be so great." your mother said as she started to rub her crotch through her jeans a little bit. She was having a hard time containing herself.
"Still, it seems obvious that you were going to reject being my slave. . weren't you?" She said knowingly.
You watched her grab the shrinking device again from her dresser and point it at you again.
ZAP!!!
Opening your eyes, you realized everything had grown. . . you were about half an inch tall now!!
You watched as your mom's giant foot came over you now!! Given your new smaller size, the blood and guts looked even bigger than you.
"I am going to give you one chance. . start licking up this blood and remains from my foot. . if I don't feel it. . you are going to join that blood." indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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