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The next morning came, I was covered in a bit of the made blanket for my own. When I felt around, knowing I was alone, but still a bit sleepy and my glasses still on my face now a little smudged. I saw my sweetheart already up and normal sized again.
Luke: Morning, honey... He grinned, standing next to the bed and softly taking a seat.
Me: Eek! the patch I laid on rose quite a ways.
Luke: Eee...sorry His hand steadies you.
Me: Ah...thank you...I think I'm ready to wash up now...
Luke: Way ahead of you he turns to the closet near you, a small dish of water and a flannel.
Me: Ooh wow!
I climbed up on his escorted hand as he brought me over to the dresser, hiding behind the dish to unchange from prying eyes.
Luke: Covers his eyes with his hand.
Me: Hehe The dish already had some bubbles around, so I climbed on in.
Luke: Hehe alright to look now? *still covered*
Me: uh, yeah..
Luke: *he removes his hand*
Me: *watering myself down now*
Luke: We must do something about your size, Allie....
Me: *splash* I know *wetting my hair down*
Luke: ....hmmm....have you tried how I do it? I just focus on my original height, and keep focusing....
Me: I tried doing that *rubbing the bubbles in my hair* but it didn't work...it was like something was blocking an entryway.
Luke: As though something was blocking?
Me: Yeah...it's how I can describe it.. it isn't like when I move something with my mind or make force fields *rinsing*.
Luke: hmmm...I think I and Jan know someone who could solve this...
Me: *looking up* Really?
*He nodded*
Me: Do you know where this person is?
Luke: I don't...but Jan and Ginger know where.... *he stands up* I'll be right back, you just finish up here and we'll set out as soon as possible... He leaves the room, the conversation could be heard with Jan and Ginger in the other room.
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The whole group set off on the road to the mystic’s address; a road trip across the state. Ginger explained to us how she knew this man - a close relative of hers, but she always thought he was a little crazy with his ways. We all arrived at a small cottage-like home.
Ginger: We're here.... stopping the car, and getting out - the man stood on the porch, grinning. He seemed like a typical older man; clean shaven, greying hair and round spectacles that gleamed in the light. I could've sworn his glasses were like half-moons.
Me: Did he also know about reversing a blueberry inflation? *asking Ginger*
Ginger: *She looked away, a little ashamed and looked back* Uncle Steve..ey... erm... we've a little problem...
Luke huffed at that.
I patted Luke, reassuring him.
Uncle Steve: Ginger, hellooooo... so...this little problem?
Luke: *Luke stepped out of the car, with me on his shoulder* Here she is...
Steve: Ah...
I timidly raised my arm and waved.
Uncle Steve: Well aren't you as cute as a button. walking over and lightly brushing your cheek How did this happen?
Me: Hee.
Luke: An ex.... a supernatural ex....
Uncle Steve: Hmmm.. may I? Laying his hand out.
Pulling my long skirt up so I could step onto Uncle Steve's rough hand.
Uncle Steve: *Landing on his palm* Right...follow me everyone, I can sort this out... *turning and walking inside*.
Jan: Christ, what smells in here?! To no one in particular.
Luke followed in, but he couldn't help but sense something in the air.
Luke: Jan.....quiet just a moment alright?
Jan sniffed.
Uncle Steve: Hmmm... *still skipping through the book*
Me: I'm amazed at what you have in here, sir.
Uncle Steve: Thank you.... I've been into the supernatural for a long time...right Ginger? * He looked as she blushed* Hmm.. ok, I've found something that may work...
Running his finger along the Latin sentences, he muttered it all, looking at you - a look of caution, something was rough up ahead.
Luke: Alison....I think it's working.... *Luke then turned to the doorway, an eerie green glow.* Not you... He whispered.
I then stood up on the table.
Everyone looked, a strong wind blowing as the green glow intensified… a cackling could be heard faintly. I blocked the wind with my arms against my face.
Luke: Clarice....not now.... *Luke squinted*
Clarice: Hahahaha Never any time Luke? she blipped into existence.
Uncle Steve: Clarice? As in....?
Clarice: Ahhh Stevie.... Still reading up? HA!
I gasped out loud.
Luke: *standing defensively* Claire, that's enough of this...
Clarice: OH quiet ¬.¬ *she shot a blast at Luke, sending him flying. Looking at Jan and Ginger* Anyone else want to try something?
Jan: You Green Goblin bitch!
Clarice: Oh, a potty mouth...zip it! *with a zipping motion, she shut Jan's mouth tight.
Jan stood wide eyed, trying desperately to open back his mouth, his arms pointing and shaking.
Uncle Steve: *Taking you aside, he picks up a small object and hands it you* You may need this...I have a plan.
I nod.
Ginger: JAN!!!! You...!!!
Ginger ran towards her, ready to swing full pelt at Claire's face.
Clarice: Ah ah ah *points she freezes Ginger to the spot* Hmm...2 left...I like those odds.... who wants to have a shot at me first?
Uncle Steve: *whispering* Your time to shine...
Clarice: Hmmm... Stevie first I think *quickly blasting his elderly ass to the floor*.
Uncle Steve: UGH!!! *thud*
Clarice: hehehehe
Clarice: *she looked in your direction* hmmm... Allie.... *she reaches for you*.
Gasping, I was alone now...and more afraid than ever. She picked me up by the collar of my shirt.
Me: Eek! *still holding on to the object*.
Clarice: Hehe so cute.....cute enough to eat hehe.
*Ooh, my worst fear coming true: being eaten by a cannibal...*
Clarice: Hmmm.... *she opened her mouth wide and let you dangle above*.
Luke: *slowly came to - noticing the situation* Alison!!!
My heart was about ready to burst out of my chest. She let go suddenly, dropping down, with a large gulp.
Luke: *Gasping, Luke couldn't believe what just happened.* gah...ugh....
I slid down her slimy throat, too disgusting for words.
Luke: *Murmuring, tears welled up* Alison...
It was funny: I could swear I heard some murmuring from the outside...
Uncle Steve: Lying unconscious, Steve's face seemed concentrated...focusing on telling you something. "The object I gave you.....break it..... in her stomach....."
I could see a troubled past of a young girl, the time, now a little older was with Luke, they seemed to be in love but it seemed she was seeing other guys too...then the red demon, telling her of a promising offer. I also heard Uncle Steve's voice...
Clarice: *lLooking at Luke, with false care* Awww, boo hoo...a little hurt? You should have stopped me while you had the chance!!
Luke winced, tears streaming down his face.
Did I hear of breaking something in her stomach...the object!
Uncle Steve: "break it.. now!"
Me: The voice came louder...now to break it? How do I?
I held it between my hands, not sure what else to do, I toss it hard against the lining of her stomach.
Clarice: Ha your face!!! If you could.....see... ugh! *she clutched her stomach*.
Uncle Steve: *A little harder!!! It'll shatter!" "Once it's broken I'll get you out....*
I picked it up again...wait, did I have my knife with me? I felt around my belt and I did have my knife or more like Luke's knife.
I placed the object down and thrusted a stab at the surface. I swung the knife while inside the object, it shattering away.
Upon breaking it, Steve's face relaxed, as you disintegrated, appearing in another room of the same house. He slowly came to.
Clarice: *clutching her stomach* ugh..what's...happening....? >.<
Uncle Steve: *To the others* I think it's best we get out of the way…*dragging Ginger like a statue and ushering Luke and Jan into the next room, where you stood on the arm of the couch.*
Luke seemed so upset, and in shock...his ex had eaten his current love....
Clarice: Ughhh....errrr what's going on? Claire's gut slowly bloated up under her black dress.
A faint rubbery straining could be heard as she grew bigger and bigger.
Clarice: Uuugh I feel so *burp* full.. oofff...... She tried to force her gut down but this didn't help, as it still grew, slowly spreading to her arms and legs, even her cheeks looked puffier, the rubbery creaking became louder, now more of a groaning. Uuughhhhhhhh grrrrrrr you'll pay for this!!!
By now everyone was watching her blow up like a huge green glowing balloon - Ginger had been thawed out so she could duck for cover. Luke watched on, hoping that Claire's experience was very VERY painful. By now Claire's gut stuck out way past 9 months, her arms and legs very full.
Clarice: Grrrr too full she closed her eyes tight, her arms sticking out at her sides - she seemed like a big ball with remnants of her arms and legs. She reached her maximum capacity, her whole body shaking and quivering...pulsating and groaning loudly. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr -aaghhhhhhhhhh!!!!! With a loud BOOM!!! She exploded, rumbling the cottage, with soft splats of chucks everywhere, everyone looked away and ducked for cover.
Steve undid the unzipping spell on Jan by then, who normally loves bloodshed, but something about getting gunked with chunks of flesh seemed disgusting. Luke looked on, looking for you - hoping you weren't killed in the blast.
Jan: *disgusting* Awww shit!! *wiping away gunks*
Luke: *Also disgusted* Where's Alison?
Me: HERE I AM! *high squeaky voice*
Steve cleared his throat as Luke turned around.
Luke: *quickly turning* Alison!!!! *He ran, his footsteps like earthquakes to you, he quickly picked you up* You're alive!!
A big smile on my face.
Luke: But...how? What?
Uncle Steve: *Steve grinned* Well.... a little help from me...and Alison taking one for the team...
Me: Hehe
Luke: *he grinned and looked back at you, sighing with relief* I think we should get you back to normal...
Me: I nod, still grinning, albeit smelly from stomach acid smells. God forbid if a cat should come by...
Luke: hehe yes... Luke set you down on the couch as Steve muttered the Latin, as you slowly grew and grew.
Me: Oo!
Steve continued to mutter; you quickly grew to half your original height.
Me: Oo, does it always feel this ticklish?
*Luke thought of Steve's role...he seemed very useful in the fight against what was to come. Steve didn't answer, he just continued to mutter on.
Me: *Turning to Luke* Does it feel that way, Honey?
Luke: Hehe not for me.... maybe it differs with people?
now closed in on my original height and was soon there.
Me: What was it for you?
Luke: A tingling, full feeling... Hugged you as I normalized.
Me: Hah...*the hug felt tighter than usual. He held on tight, not wanting to let go.*
Uncle Steve: And done... *closing the book, Steve stood up* Luke...you've got a very brave girl there...don't let her go...
Me: Oh... my shoulder felt very damp or wet.
Luke: *a little blubbery* I won't.....I won't....
Me: Wow...someone called me brave. I...honestly...I didn't feel so brave; I was so scared
Uncle Steve: You did well.... so how long’s Clarice been involved? I take it, it's started?
*Ginger nodded*
Luke: We could really use your help....
Uncle Steve: ugh...I'm getting a little old for this. *Steve rubbed the back of his neck* Supernatural beatings is not what I had in mind.... but after seeing what I saw today.... I'm in...
Me: No one said you had to physically fight; your magic is already superb for this. My hand on Luke's back.
Steve: True...but I'm willing...
With Steve now involved, the team was becoming stronger with each fight. What else had the opposing forces got in store?